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Lletres: Home Grown. Act Your Age. Last Nite Regrets.


A night of no rest,
I was laying on her breast
A morning of regret,
I realized I slept with my friend
A silent good-bye, she gave me no reply
I asked for a kiss
She answered with her fist

I fucked up again
I lost another friend
I am a user, I didn't mean to lose her
I couldn't keep my pants on, and she's hating me
Unable to think, had one too many drinks
When we were in bed, I was using my other head
Hating myself, I gave her no respect
I'm feeling like a pig, regretting what I did
I saw her again She used to be my friend
No conversation, I had no explanation
She looked me in the eyes and she said to me...

[Chorus:]
She said "It's over"
She said "It's over"
She said "It's over"
Don't talk to me
And I said "I'm sorry" "I'm sorry"

[Chorus x3]

Last night regrets