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chris wright - happy belated lyrics

[hook]
it’s my motherf+cking birthday
at least i think it was
at least i think it was
it’s my motherf+cking birthday
at least you think it was
and i guess that’s okay
it’s my motherf+cking birthday
at least i think it was
at least i think it was
it’s my motherf+cking birthday
at least you think it was
and i guess that’s okay

[verse 1]
my dad always call on the 30th
i guess he forgot when my birthday is
but that sh+t don’t hurt i’m impervious
that’s what i say when they start getting curious
all attention on me
the party is free
but i’m gonna pay in the morning
nah, real guarantee
they all want the tea
want them to spill it and fornicate
used to load up in the truck with my stuff, hit the p+wn shop
i’d sell it for drugs
used to think i was just bad blood in the wrong spot
thought my shot was a dud
wanted to be someone else, took my hair got a blonde top
drag my name through the mud
tried to be hard in the moment, but my heart had gone soft
thought i couldn’t be loved
(i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
(i think, i think, i think, i+)
(i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
[hook]
it’s my motherf+cking birthday (i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
at least i think it was (i think you love me)
at least i think it was (i think, i think, i think, i+)
it’s my motherf+cking birthday (i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
at least you think it was (i think you love me)
and i guess that’s okay (i think, i think, i think, i+)
it’s my motherf+cking birthday (i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
at least i think it was (i think you love me)
at least i think it was (i think, i think, i think, i+)
it’s my motherf+cking birthday (i think you love me)
(i think you love me)
at least you think it was (i think you love me)
and i guess that’s okay (i think, i think, i think, i+)

[verse 2]
hard to be home when the party’s over
hard to make peace with yourself
i, hardly showed up like a four leaf clover
one in a million at best
i, ‘nother year i’m about
i, ‘nother thing i can’t help
i, would rather be by myself
can’t, ‘member how it all felt
when i still waste all my time on my memories
tryna justify all that he did
how i could end up with all this resent in me
how he could choose that all over his kids
i ain’t know it would catch up eventually
all of the money he owed in the six
i lost my dad to an artery
that sh+t a part of me
he ain’t come back but he did

- chris wright lyrics

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