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I wake up at five
watched the sun go down again
And I have no memories of yesterday
or how I got home
( Hey)
I fucked up again yeah
I'm out of control
But, it's okay to track out and clear your head on clouds
Ey, okay that always the same old show when I go out
flying high but I land so badly
tire in joy floating on clouds< br/>you can laugh for good have to get out of here
before I wake up with anxiety, wake up with pain
mixed feelings, heaviness in my heart
something must have gone wrong, got game
some people called and said we'll never see each other again
Why then, why did I say that so?
Memories come back, but the fragments are small
Feeling blue, crawling under the covers
Damn what I talked about, damn what I leaked
All the feelings I went through and carried
Said what I thought but it's still ugly
For now it comes out with a bottle in hand
Fuck up is my middle name
(Hey)
I fucked up again, yeah
I have no control, but
It's okay o spá Get out and clear your head of clouds
They called from my record label
They wonder where I was today
I had an interview at two o'clock
and a deadline of now ¥t beat
Okay listen, okay it's always the same
same old show when I go out
Trying to play tough but it's long from tolerable
I give a shit in bets and I give a shit in demands
Now it's you and me and you make my day
For tonight and r we kings like aysan sa
doesn't matter because I'm nice today
Just bonda with people near me
The look is honest, I offer ¥ love
From one to one, spin around again
and I don't care about everything because it's a new day later
It's five o'clock and I'm wanna go home now
You know what, let's fuck up again now
(Hey, come on)
I've fucked up again, yeah
I ain't got no control
But it's okay o track out o clear your head on clouds
Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again
Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again
Should know better, should calm down, should take a taxi home
Should drink water, should go to bed, but maybe not really, eh ¤n
Okay it's always the same, collect old shows when I go out
Tracks out so the whole hook becomes a madhouse
Leaves ¶s on my Twitter so someone gets bitter
Fucking up, it's so hard to be sober
(Hey)
I fucked up again, yeah
I'm out of control
But it's okay o track out o clear your head on clouds
Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again
Fucked up up again, fucked up again, fucked up again

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