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• Artiste: Post Malone
• Titre: Feeling Whitney
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Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo And I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring And I have seen a lot of days since, well that's not important It's been long And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies zipped to Houston Cars and clothes thought I was winning, you knew I was losing You told me to wake up, oh my clock always stays on snooze and I'm done To each their own and found peace in knowing Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping Show no emotion, against the cold And just act as hard as you can You don't need a friend, boy you're the man Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from It seems like every plug we needs to Utah, became Mormons Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on So what, ugh I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune and Lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance Drank more To each their own and found peace in knowing Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping Show no emotion, against the cold And just act as hard as you can You don't need a friend, boy you're the man Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo