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Connell (Explicit)

Conan Gray
2025-08-152:54 phútLời đồng bộ

"Connell (Explicit)" là bài hát của Conan Gray, 2025, Pop. Thời lượng 2:54, 32 lines / 240 words.

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0:13I saw you in a photograph
0:15With some brunette girl in a head-back laugh
0:19And I almost hurled when I saw your hand
0:22Down the small of her back
0:25You were never outside with me
0:28Spent my summer months in your unwashed sheets
0:31And I know it's dumb that I'd ever think
0:34That I'd meet your mom and dad
0:38Skipping your stones at my window in the dark
0:44Kissing your ghost was my own damn ******* fault
0:50But deep in my bones I know pain is what I earned
0:57And you remind me of how good it feels to hurt
1:03Yeah you remind me of how little I deserve
1:10I knew we weren't meant to be
1:13I'm from Texas skies you're from London streets
1:16And I'm not your type but you're trying things
1:19So that's everything I need
1:22To break apart my own heart again
1:25Validate the worst thoughts inside my head
1:28That I'm not worth **** and I'm better dead
1:31Who's the victim in the end?
1:35Skipping your stones at my window in the dark
1:42Kissing your ghost was my own damn ******* fault
1:48But deep in my bones I know pain is what I earned
1:57And you remind me of how good it feels to hurt
2:03And you remind me of how little I deserve
2:09Yeah you remind me of my father slurring words
2:15So you remind me of how little I deserve
2:26Connell
2:35Connell
2:41Connell
2:54Conn ugh
I saw you in a photograph
With some brunette girl in a head-back laugh
And I almost hurled when I saw your hand
Down the small of her back
You were never outside with me
Spent my summer months in your unwashed sheets
And I know it's dumb that I'd ever think
That I'd meet your mom and dad
Skipping your stones at my window in the dark
Kissing your ghost was my own damn ******* fault
But deep in my bones I know pain is what I earned
And you remind me of how good it feels to hurt
Yeah you remind me of how little I deserve
I knew we weren't meant to be
I'm from Texas skies you're from London streets
And I'm not your type but you're trying things
So that's everything I need
To break apart my own heart again
Validate the worst thoughts inside my head
That I'm not worth **** and I'm better dead
Who's the victim in the end?
Skipping your stones at my window in the dark
Kissing your ghost was my own damn ******* fault
But deep in my bones I know pain is what I earned
And you remind me of how good it feels to hurt
And you remind me of how little I deserve
Yeah you remind me of my father slurring words
So you remind me of how little I deserve
Connell
Connell
Connell
Conn ugh

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