Lyrics:
plumbing we're coming inside like sluts like Kimberly Drummond
You know the steez, I slay my prey, day by day
Kill yourself, on some euthanasia shit
Rockin
to green
With envy to shade switches
And the haters can't applaud you
They appalled by success
So dear suckers I vow to forever offend you
The lowest form
(ooh)
And you know I put the mags on that (ooh)
.45 MAC with the flash on that
Who want it, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy)
Everybody sing along
Now I'ma
a Canon
Takin' long on the caption
Post some, get some action, yeah
(Please gas me up, gas me) Woo, woo, woo
I want a big ass house, all I wanted was
Fuck around now do you want some more gang
Fuck around hear the shots so you want Some more gang
Fuck around hear the killer that is at Your door
walls that's quite a fast pulse
Universe is flattened out you understand
There's Queer Material everywhere created by whose hands
Was it God or Big Bang
Feelgood I need another hit
Cause I'm tryna make it home
I don't want this night to end
Pull my hat low when I stop the show
Take another shot before I hit
me once I cry
"I am dead right now!"
Hey I need some medication
Won't you...
Give me that pill
I need something to heal
Hey I feel my resurrection
I say its easy breathe
I think I need to buy a sauna
Help me blow off some steam
1:10
Tell me what you wanted to be
Trip into the city bet theres
on shit
All I know you better lower ya fucking tone, bitch, or get popped like a mone ‘cause you got the wrong bitch
Want smoke? Just call my phone, bitch
need of healing
I'm in need of healing
I'm in need of healing
I'm in need of healing
Yes I'm in need of healing
I've opened up now and it's time you do
The fact of day and night means we're encaptured
In a rhythm led by the globe's spinning axis
Now I see the pulse in the disarray
Pandemonium
Repurposed hollowed carcass, Surgically reconstructed
I'll need more corpses for my morbid masterpiece
I break the ribcage and pull all their teeth out one by
of morning fucking sun rays
Story of my life, victimized by beer goggles, mom I think I got problem
Ever since I snuck some whiskey in my Similac back when I
to ask for which she gets what she needs
She don't mess with broke cats, so please have some cheese
Oops, my fault she only mess with celebrities
Yo, you know what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole cd
Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done
Bringing back sweet
hey, a-come on)
We all need a bit of love
We all need some of them hardships, too
Some bullshit to stay above
No matter what, I know we'll make it
to save myself from me
I need you to leave me be
You know some nights are hard for me
To see who you really are, really are
So take some time for you
Believe in you, believe in me
The world it ain't your enemy.
Times were, time was taken just day by day
Summer sun was all we'd need
Now
don't want much
Just four wheels turning
And some slow burning luck
As heavy as a mother's tear
As tangled as the wind
Whoa lets waltz in through
to kill
No, you can pray all you want, beg on your knees
But he'll break down your door, he needs no keys
He'll hack you to pieces, he'll chop off your
goodbye
Everyday seems compromised
As another busy day comes rolling by
She hides little messages around the bedroom
And puts her clothes on in the dark
Pulling on the apron strings looking up
Standing on the chair to be grown up
I feel so little, I need my pillow
I hate the time, I hate
like a joke without a punch line
Watching my life pass me by
Too much alone time
I'm not asking for too much just want a damn distraction
It don't need
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