Great Fires

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It's a fire truck on Christmas morning, fresh out of the wrapping paper
 Catch 22, catch 22
 When I laugh miss you worse
 Goin' through loud like Mexican dirt
 Somethin' off, it's like it don't work
 Sleep a steep fall, wake up like a stray dog
 You wonder where she found the strength not to call
 You're proud of her, you know what it costs
 But, you would do anything at all, you would do anything at all
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink drinks fast, I paid cash
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink drinks fast, I paid cash
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink drinks fast, I paid cash
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink drinks fast, I paid cash
 It was fine 'til everybody left
 But it was terrible before they did, like holdin' your breath
 Fun at first
 4:30 a.m., I'm in the kitchen with the stove turnt
 I'm in my bag with the blunt burnt
 Life laid across the table like crossword puzzle
 The hard struggle, muscle memory made everything a hustle
 White-knuckle, black chuckle
 Don't talk about love, it's a hell of a drug
 I remember how she waited for me to say it
 Breath bated, we was on the phone
 I wish I could have waited inside that moment forever
 Like a beat loop
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink drinks fast, I paid cash
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink the drinks fast, I paid cash
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink drinks fast, I paid cash
 Happy holidays strung cross Nostrand Ave
 Even good news feel bad, I drink the drinks fast, I paid cash
 

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Duration
02:19
Key
1
Tempo
139 BPM

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