Logs Lyrics by Van expat
I was getting logs for my fire
Had the match in my hands
The room getting colder
But something held me back
Bad choice
They left me on here (They left me on here)
I got no friends (Got no friends)
b#tch I been sober
For all my days (All my days)
Walk away (Walk away)
From my face (From my face)
My fantasy (My fantasy)
Doesn’t even know my name (Know my name)
But that’s okay
She’s not real anyway (Real anyway)
She’s got letters to her name (Letters to her name)
Shе don’t even know that she in my brain
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Van expat Lyrics – Logs
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