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    Gone
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      About "Gone"

      Lyrics for The Weeknd - "Gone"

      I got you
      I got a hold of you
      Said you want to see
      How we roll
      We'll take a seat (take a seat)
      And we'll just
      Break it, drop it, drink it spill it
      Baby, touch your body, body
      You gotta, taste it, feel it, rub it on me baby
      Don't you worry, you gotta keep up
      'Cause I been gone, I been gone, I been gone, I been gone

      Girl
      Why don't you f*** what you heard, baby
      'Cause I been gone
      You can see for yourself, lady
      Girl, I lit you something
      Something something, for you
      You would love to pass around
      Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

      Oh well just drink it, drop it, drink it, spill it
      Baby, touch your body, body
      Gotta taste it, feel it, rub it on me baby
      Don't you worry, don't you worry, you gotta keep up
      'Cause I been gone
      I've been gone, I've been gone, I've been gone
      I've been gone, I've been gone
      I've been gone, I've been gone

      I hope I make it home
      You'll be thinking of it
      I got the whole city on my side, tonight, tonight
      Watch us rock it out
      Watch us leave it girl
      After the show is done
      You can take take me to yours

      But my lungs so muddy
      I love the way it tastes
      Drink it till I'm ugly baby
      F*** me while I'm faded
      Feel that through my denim
      Baby girl I gotcha
      I'm only twenty-one so I do it when I wanna
      Gone from the codeine, 'methazine, lean
      Got me feelin' kinda weak
      And it's kinda hard to breathe
      But you're turning twenty-three, so I'll f*** you if you need
      In your birthday suit
      I'ma give you what you fiend

      But I ain't taking off my black boots
      I'm fallin'
      'Cause I'm numb from the neck down
      I'm sorry
      You won't know that I can't feel it
      I can win a f***in' Oscar
      By the way I f***in' hid it
      And you won't ever f***in know
      'Cause I won't ever f***in show it
      Except when I be wheezy from that other cup of potion

      Dirty sprite toastin'
      Fast live f*** slow
      Low life for life
      Let the meds flow
      Let the night flow
      I'm so gone
      Let these meds flow
      I'm so gone
      Let these meds flow
      I'm so gone
      I'm so gone
      Whoa, whoa, oh
      Said I'm gone, gone, gone
      Whoa oh

      I'm so gone
      Gone

      SONGWRITERS:
      McKinney, Martin "Doc" / Tesfaye, Abel / Montagnese, Carlo
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