How Breakfast Cooks (feat. Willy P)

You're as good as gone one day Just Wake up and let the sun bathe Ah, My skinny knees are stripped They bleed You tease me with a band aid Have you organized your hopes Cause all I ever chase is heartache I thank all my odds The losing ones Persuade me not to Run Alright, alright, alright Now I want everybody to come on down to the front Ladies and gents And everybody on the fence Come on down just a lil bit more Just a little bit So we might put a hole in this mother fucking floor Alright Now I want every mother fucker in here dancing tonight Last night everybody and their fucking mother wanted to fight Well we won't have it We are to exhausted And too dramatic The ultimatum's a habit Live with or die without it Ahahahaha Thank you I'm gone My feet move faster than my bank account Mind faster than that, Guess what I'm thinking bout Mind you, I've been casting it out I see fishy lippies Must be a trout My eyes perk with their mouths It feels like I'm right on cue And then blow A sneeze louder than the life of the crew. The fish r gone Now I'm just here for the view Now how careless of you! baby we gotta eat and u done scared off the food I try my hardest to ignore what you do Ignore what you do So I say You're as good as gone one day Just wake up and let the sun bathe Ah, my skinny knees are stripped They bleed You tease me with a band aid Have you organized your hopes Cause all I ever chase is heartache I check all my odds The losing ones Persuade me not to Run Run baby Run Ah yeah, ah yeah yeah Send your graces I'm faded on the highway Which way do I go Send your graces I'm faded on the highway Which way do I go