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Telehope

Compositor: Adolph Goetz / Ben Malson / James Malson

The thought of flowing us never felt so wrong
A trip to California's never felt so young
It's 96 degrees in an oversized hoodie
It's 96 degrees, I got nobody with me

I'm burning up in here
Got the devil in my corner, wish she'd disappear from me
From me, from me

I might not now, but another night's coming
And there's no telling what the blades gonna do
I'm a few months from telling you I'm twelve months clean
I'm crying out to Jesus that I'm sick of these sins

I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins

The thought of flowing us never felt so wrong
A trip to California's never felt so long
It's 96 degrees in an oversized hoodie
It's 96 degrees, I got nobody with me

I'm burning up in here
Got the devil in my corner, wish she'd disappear from me
From me, from me, yeah

I might not now, but another night's coming
And there's no telling what the blades gonna do
I'm a few months from telling you I'm twelve months clean
I'm crying out to Jesus that I'm sick of these sins

I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins

My mind runs cold when I think of you
Wanna tell it to your face, broke this curse in two

Let's talk about it, love
Let's talk about it, love
Can we talk about it, love?
Let's talk about it, love

I might not now, but another night's coming
And there's no telling what the blades gonna do
I'm a few months from telling you I'm twelve months clean
I'm crying out to Jesus that I'm sick of these sins

I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins
I'm sick of these sins

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