Button of self imposed destruction It’s pressed, I’m depressed, indisposed Nothing can trump the aching hunger Forget my best intentions, gotta cop so make the call
Gotta kick, or get a hit, getting sick again Where’s my fix?
Waking on corners with the flora The weeds, the deeds, the score Scraping the warmer with the mourners The need deceives deception When I’m lying on the floor
Gotta kick, or get a hit, getting sick again Where’s my fix?
Check the clock it’s time to cop, who’s holding? Check the stash I got no cash, I’m owing Why give it to me?
Can you believe how you’re feeling? No, don’t go there, no, don’t go there Can you believe how you’re feeling? No, don’t go there, no, don’t go there, no
Who’s gonna give it to me? One more before I get clean Who’s gonna give it to me? One more before I get clean
Gotta kick, or get a hit, getting sick again Where’s my fix? Gotta kick, hit hit hit, sick sick sick, where’s my fix? Go bang two bags Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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