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Champagne on free flow
Really don't get no sleep though
I've been outside all week no-
Body on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak feels
Heavy on the deja vu

I be so drunk, can't put me on a story
Three nights on stage
You would see me in a grave before you tell me I'm sorry
So you fly out states and you wanna ignore me
These days she stays on the camera like Ciesay so she don't call me

Champagne on free flow
Really don't get no sleep though
I've been outside all week no-
Body on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak feels
Heavy on the deja vu

I been up late night for the endorphins
Don't make no sense
Leave me in the past tense and I feel like I'm falling
Used to be the cashmere sheets with the blinds down
Now we don't get no sleep on the road
And we all roll deep on a weekend
But I spend the rest of the week on my own

Champagne running free flow
Really don't get no sleep though
I been outside all week no-
Body on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak feels
Heavy on the deja vu

Bright lights
Always got a dark side
I think it's the last time
I fall in love
And I'm a fall guy
Always got my hands tied
Running up a landslide
Watching you go

Champagne running free flow
Really don't get no sleep though
I been outside all week no-
Body on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak feels
Heavy on the deja vu

I be so drunk, can't put me on a story
Three nights on stage
You would see me in a grave before you tell me I'm sorry
So you fly out states and you wanna ignore me
These days she stays on the camera like Ciesay so she don't call me

So she don't call me
I was on York Street
I was in downtown
Missing my morphine
Running on empty
Feeling all fucked up
Baby don't tempt me
You know I'm love struck

Used to be cashmere sheets with the blinds down
Now we don't get no sleep on the road
And we all roll deep on a weekend
But I spend the rest of the week on my own