24 lyrics for "I'm at a loss, I'm at a loss"

I'm learning to see! The loss that you feel, I know that it's real. It's so hard when love is blind. You put your heart on the line. Now you feel like I'm wasting your time, But I know that someday, somehow, you'll learn to love. I know (ooh) I'm
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I'll tell you about it some time, the time we left I'll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast We've been stuck out here in the hallway for way way too long I'm at a loss, I'm at a loss I'm losing grip, the fabric's ripped Go
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Got my diamond earrings And I'm packin' heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And I know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time Gotta turn you on
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And I know you know I'm not the one I could never be like you I don't ever talk like that Smiling with a sparkling drink And stumbling in your lipstick mess Molly was the loss of this Yeah, it was a tragedy
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M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss (Drip, drip, so slick, that's my lipgloss) Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what? Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet Oh, damn (oh, damn) That flavor, flavor so good
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But maybe not tonight. But baby not tonight. Echoes of another time Playing lightly on my mind There's many rivers still cross To temper bitterness and loss, Though what you say is true This might be it for me and you Maybe we can draw that line
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I'm feelin' like I took a Perc', I'm at a loss for words It's like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird Can't even find the words, I'm so at a loss for words Metro Boomin want
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Lookin' like a safe (Safe), ten bad bitches on a date (Date) I'm the reason why them niggas hate Lookin' like a safe (Safe), she got ass like a cake (Cake) Floss in the bank, floss in the bank D.A. got that dope Floss in the bank (Ay), still got candy on
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Desert shadows creep across purple sands. Natives kneel in prayer by their caravans. There, silhouetted under and eastern star, I see my long lost blossom of shalimar You, Misirlou, Are the moon and the sun, fairest one. Old temple bells are calling
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