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Close (feat. Luis Busch) Video (MV)




Performed By: Imagine_Vibes_
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Luis Busch, Gregory Rolfe




Imagine_Vibes_ - Close (feat. Luis Busch) Lyrics




( Feel like somethings going wrong, feel like I-)
We used to be close, from people you know, to people you don't
Now I'm so alone, I feel like a ghost
We used to be friends, thought this wouldn't end
But still we pretend, we make up as friends, we're stuck in our heads

We used to be close, but now I'm alone, to people you don't
Now I'm so alone, I feel like a ghost

I don't know what's going on between us
I feel like something's going wrong, feel like I'm losing your love
I don't know why you gotta be so rude
You're making life so rough, you don't feel like home

So you left me there, to pick up the pieces
Tricked my heart, yeah, I showed weakness
Lacerations, oh yeah, the deepest
Now my mental health, going to mental hell
Now my world's turned the bleakest
I can't find myself, in a mental cell

And I want the home, the keys
And now I admit, I shouldn't talk like this
Life's been really a mess, you are adding on top of it
Why you gotta do this
(Why you gotta do this)

Keep playing that shit
(Keep playing that shit)
Why you gotta do this
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( Feel like somethings going wrong, feel like I-)
We used to be close, from people you know, to people you don't
Now I'm so alone, I feel like a ghost
We used to be friends, thought this wouldn't end
But still we pretend, we make up as friends, we're stuck in our heads

We used to be close, but now I'm alone, to people you don't
Now I'm so alone, I feel like a ghost

I don't know what's going on between us
I feel like something's going wrong, feel like I'm losing your love
I don't know why you gotta be so rude
You're making life so rough, you don't feel like home

So you left me there, to pick up the pieces
Tricked my heart, yeah, I showed weakness
Lacerations, oh yeah, the deepest
Now my mental health, going to mental hell
Now my world's turned the bleakest
I can't find myself, in a mental cell

And I want the home, the keys
And now I admit, I shouldn't talk like this
Life's been really a mess, you are adding on top of it
Why you gotta do this
(Why you gotta do this)

Keep playing that shit
(Keep playing that shit)
Why you gotta do this
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Luis Busch, Gregory Rolfe
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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