.Every once in awhile when the city gets cold
And Iâm standing right there staring at my phone
Iâm not your slave
Trust has lost its way back home, yeah
And youâre a mean little girl who loves to throw, oh no, no, no
I believe all that youâre telling me
I swallow .
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