
Cut You Off CHINCHILLA (UK)
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[Intro]
Cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete, ah-ah
[Verse 1]
Testament
Teeth in a conversation feed on my tongue untied
Deep in a rumination, me and my bottle of wine, I-I-I-I
I lost my mind
Finally lost composure something about tonight
Buried every hatchet, left me gaslit, obsessive addict, batshit
Married to the power I lack
I lost my mind
[Pre-Chorus]
You're so fucking bad for me
Still, I censor every feeling and profanity
Your fragility could never take thе fall
This was inevitable
[Chorus]
Cut you off
I blocked your numbеr and I cut you off
I stole your thunder you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete
I cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me, I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah
Cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete, ah-ah
[Verse 1]
Testament
Teeth in a conversation feed on my tongue untied
Deep in a rumination, me and my bottle of wine, I-I-I-I
I lost my mind
Finally lost composure something about tonight
Buried every hatchet, left me gaslit, obsessive addict, batshit
Married to the power I lack
I lost my mind
[Pre-Chorus]
You're so fucking bad for me
Still, I censor every feeling and profanity
Your fragility could never take thе fall
This was inevitable
[Chorus]
Cut you off
I blocked your numbеr and I cut you off
I stole your thunder you've a too much attention already
So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete
I cut you off
I blocked your number and I cut you off
I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti
Don't call me or text me, I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah
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