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Grifted

Songtext

I'm great at wasting time, I'm wasting time
You know, wasting time again
I'm great at killing time, I'm killing time
You know, killing time again
Woo!

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The last fling, she bumped intro me
She hid her hands so slight, her eyes so bright
Yet ripped my heart from my back pocket
We made like Bonnie nd Clyde, loving and lying

But now I've lost my mind, or was it filched from me?
Getting grifted once again
Thought my wallet's fat but now it's zilch for me
Grifted again

Let stories switched like a shell game slide
I'm tired of choosing up sides, choosing up sides
A three shells, no balls inside
I picked a wrong one this time, wrong one this time

But now I've lost my mind, or was it filched from me?
I'm getting grifted once again
Thought my wallet's fat but now it's zilch for me
Grifted again, no

So now I joined the ranks of the crocks
I use my trust like a trick, pull it back quick
I used to sing a song, now I'm con artist
Playing bait and switch

Now I've lost my mind, or was it filched from me?
I'm getting grifted once again
I thought my wallet's fat but now it's zilch for me
Grifted again

Now I've lost my mind, or was it filched from me?
I'm getting grifted once again
I thought my wallet's fat but now it's zilch for me
Grifted again, no!