Mourning (Best Clean Edit) - Post Malone

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Mourning (Best Clean Edit) - Post Malone

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"Mourning" (Clean) by Post Malone Official Lyrics:
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Don't wanna sober up
The sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it mourning
Thought I was strong enough
Threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning"

Don't wanna sober up
Try to keep it inside, but I just wanna pour it
Thought I was strong enough
Got a lot left to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus

I just left Wally's, spent a Maserati
The way I gotta flex you'd think I did Pilates
I call my quote-unquote friends, "Do you got plans?"
Turns out everyone's free when the dinner is

Then they drag me to a party out in Malibu
After thirty High Noons it was pretty cool
Tried to shoot my shot, she told me that she had a shoot
Bye-bye (Damn)

Don't wanna sober up
The sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it mourning
Thought I was strong enough
Threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning"

Don't wanna sober up
Try to keep it inside, but I just wanna pour it
Thought I was strong enough
Got a lot left to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus

Stumblin' down the corridor, came across an open door
Throwin' up is easy and who put on The Commodores?
That's a nice tile floor, wish I got to know you more
Who am I talkin' to? Nobody

Take me outside, I'm a little too high
Paid a little too much for the time of my life
When money ain't a problem, everyone's lyin'
Even when I tell myself that I

Don't wanna sober up
The sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it mourning
Thought I was strong enough
Threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning"

Don't wanna sober up
Try to keep it inside, but I just wanna pour it
Thought I was strong enough
Got a lot left to say, couldn't fit it in the chorus












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