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Before the World Knows Me Video (MV)




Performed By: DYLZ
Language: English
Length: 5:44
Written by: Dylan Fennell




DYLZ - Before the World Knows Me Lyrics




I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating

Screams in the distance
Think they're saying one last song
Don't got a question
She just wants to talk
Lost her friends
But this venue is small
Got to go naturally
Rolled off the top of my tongue
Taxi man
How much to bring me home
Keep a fifty note in the back of my Phone
Small talking our words in monotone Dreams following me got Pots of Gold
I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating

This don't really numb pain not how it used to
Tell me if I lose control dose that mean I lose you
I be dreaming so big some will say I'm koo koo
Changing like they seasons
They big mad not cool
Dizzy I'm up up
Everything good good
Maybe when the suns up
I'll dial your number and tell you I f*cked up
I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating
I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating
Good while it lasted
Like before my mam
And my dad split
Numb the pain with Bad habits
Every song I make is w classic
Scraping money for a take away
I'll smile at that line when I'm platinum
She wants to get to know me
Why don't you check out my Album
Probably come off as a asshole
Cuz reserved with a mask on
Take it off with the alcohol
Pray to God for a way out
Then God put the tap on
Wasn't poor wasn't rich
But not in the middle I sit
Im a feen for money
And all those material things
I'm a feen for money
And all those material things
Good While it lasted
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I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating

Screams in the distance
Think they're saying one last song
Don't got a question
She just wants to talk
Lost her friends
But this venue is small
Got to go naturally
Rolled off the top of my tongue
Taxi man
How much to bring me home
Keep a fifty note in the back of my Phone
Small talking our words in monotone Dreams following me got Pots of Gold
I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating

This don't really numb pain not how it used to
Tell me if I lose control dose that mean I lose you
I be dreaming so big some will say I'm koo koo
Changing like they seasons
They big mad not cool
Dizzy I'm up up
Everything good good
Maybe when the suns up
I'll dial your number and tell you I f*cked up
I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating
I know this ain't going to last
Bottom of my glass
Alcohol and ash
I got no more cash
Intoxicated bad
Lipstick on my hand
Smell like cigarettes
I don't even smoke
What we celebrating
Good while it lasted
Like before my mam
And my dad split
Numb the pain with Bad habits
Every song I make is w classic
Scraping money for a take away
I'll smile at that line when I'm platinum
She wants to get to know me
Why don't you check out my Album
Probably come off as a asshole
Cuz reserved with a mask on
Take it off with the alcohol
Pray to God for a way out
Then God put the tap on
Wasn't poor wasn't rich
But not in the middle I sit
Im a feen for money
And all those material things
I'm a feen for money
And all those material things
Good While it lasted
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Writer: Dylan Fennell
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