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hollowgang - postcard Lyrics



hollowgang - postcard Lyrics




I'm sending you my heart,
My love in a postcard
I know that you hurt me
But how can it hurt more
Than seeing your stories
And wishing you'd call me
But you're in love with someone
Else, else, else
You're in love with someone
Else, else else else

I'm sending you my heart,
I'm just trying get a spark
But these f*ckers doesn't smoke
Lucky I'm no longer broke
Buy a lighter at the store
See the shorties hit the floor,
Like omg it's bxrt,
Know local flexer,
Club pullup lexus
Or teslas, it's textbook
I don't want to stress you,
I'm blowing up next year
And then I won't text you
So better start calling me back when you're able
It's not like I care, and it's not like I'd date you
I gave you my heart and you left on plane
Dating a guy who's a six I'm an eight
I don't give you shit for the shittiest taste
But I'm better then what's is his name

I'm sending you my heart,
My love in a postcard
I know that you hurt me
But how can it hurt more
Than seeing your stories
And wishing you'd call me
But you're in love with someone
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I'm sending you my heart,
My love in a postcard
I know that you hurt me
But how can it hurt more
Than seeing your stories
And wishing you'd call me
But you're in love with someone
Else, else, else
You're in love with someone
Else, else else else

I'm sending you my heart,
I'm just trying get a spark
But these f*ckers doesn't smoke
Lucky I'm no longer broke
Buy a lighter at the store
See the shorties hit the floor,
Like omg it's bxrt,
Know local flexer,
Club pullup lexus
Or teslas, it's textbook
I don't want to stress you,
I'm blowing up next year
And then I won't text you
So better start calling me back when you're able
It's not like I care, and it's not like I'd date you
I gave you my heart and you left on plane
Dating a guy who's a six I'm an eight
I don't give you shit for the shittiest taste
But I'm better then what's is his name

I'm sending you my heart,
My love in a postcard
I know that you hurt me
But how can it hurt more
Than seeing your stories
And wishing you'd call me
But you're in love with someone
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Albert Frykman, Joakim Andersson, Jonathan Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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