| I’m driving too fast in my Lincoln Town car
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| And I think I just might flip it over
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| I’ve been in a rage and I’m headed your way
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| With the devil on my fucking shoulder
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| Getting so high that I think I might die
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| And I couldn’t give a shit about it
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| Uppin' all night, it’s a clear damn sky
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| But my head is feeling super clouded
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| I’ve been drinking while I’m driving down the highway
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| Haven’t blinked in like a minute, yeah, it’s quite strange
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| I’ve been thinking 'bout all of the things I might say
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| Or might do to ya
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| Once I pull this trigger off
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| You’ll be begging me to stop (Yeah, yeah)
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| Tarantino killing love
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| I couldn’t really give a fuck (Yeah, yeah)
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| Telling you, I won’t slow down, won’t slow down
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| Girl, you gotta know right now, there’s no way out
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| I’ma pull the trigger off
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| And I’ma let these bullets talk (Yeah, yeah)
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| I’ve been outside for a long damn time
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| And I figured how this might go down
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| All these late nights, I could tell that you’re inside
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| You forgot to turn your lights all out
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| Kicking in the door, while you’re crying on the floor
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| Go ahead and put the phone right down
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| Who you tryna' call, it’s a quarter past four
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| Can’t nobody hear you scream right now
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| I’ve been drinking while I’m driving down the highway
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| Haven’t blinked in like a minute, yeah, it’s quite strange
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| I’ve been thinking 'bout all of the things I might say
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| Or might do to ya
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| Once I pull this trigger off
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| You’ll be begging me to stop (Yeah, yeah)
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| Tarantino killing love
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| I couldn’t really give a fuck (Yeah, yeah)
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| Telling you, I won’t slow down, won’t slow down
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| Girl, you gotta know right now, there’s no way out
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| I’ma pull the trigger off
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| And I’ma let these bullets talk (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah (Uh)
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| See, I’m not trying to hurt you
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| But I don’t have a choice right now
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| If this is what it’s come to
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| Then I’ma let it all rain down
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| Once I pull this trigger off
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| You’ll be begging me to stop (Yeah, yeah)
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| Tarantino killing love
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| I couldn’t really give a fuck (Yeah, yeah)
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| Telling you, I won’t slow down, won’t slow down
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| Girl, you gotta know right now, there’s no way out
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| I’ma pull the trigger off
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| And I’ma let these bullets talk (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| See, patience is a virtue
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| And I’m all out of time right now
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| If I’ma send it all through
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| Then I sure wanna make it count |