Strung – Arca

All fucked up, talkin’ bout the windin’
All fucked up, don’t look, bring it back down
Cause there used to be a time
When a flat top push and whine
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All fucked up, time to hop in my lane
‘Cause I fucked up, do it all up, bring it back down
Cause there used to be a time
When a flat top push and whine, that’s why
If I say it, believe it
You know that you caught yourself bleeding
You push it, you need it
You tell me to keep it
And then you go off
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Move, rewind, blessed our love
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Time is of the essence, the presence is defenseless
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Go off