[Hook] I doubt that this is love But I don't got enough of it A fever when it comes A fever when it doesn't hit I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call
[Verse 1] Blacked out, lit up, no sleep in my system Misspelled my own name, passwords well I guessed em Maxims, well I test em, bedroom just closing in Yesterday's too distant, write it down so I don't forget I said I-I I've got some missed calls, oversights Messages that I'll never get, pitfalls of a broken life Texted him, no supply, waiting on shit to level off Swear if I spill it I'll make sure to save it up off the carpet I plan to be taking off Indigo shades, windows all tinted It's just a phase that maybe I'll finish Went from minimum wage to maybe no limit I'm just afraid that my cynical ways might mean that I won't be ending the sentence
[Hook] I doubt that this is love But I don't got enough of it A fever when it comes A fever when it doesn't hit I doubt that this is love Feeling more like suffering Cause even when it comes And even when it doesn't hit I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call Guess I'll be blowing it all (x9)
[Verse 2] White teeth, real gold, head spinning like real slow Wake me up at 10, 20s in my billfold Got me with that steel toe, should have known there's a price to pay Might be why I feel so fucked up like any time of day I mean I-I I've got some deadlines, concerns Asking me about how I've been, said fine but I'm unsure Next line on the curb, you could say that that's desperate But panic been seizing my chest, I've been pressed to the ceiling, I'm needing a sedative Spinning in place, wanting a respite Point that I break, not gonna respect it Yeah I'm in LA, but my mind is in Texas Like fuck it but what can I say when nothing remains out of the question
[Hook] I doubt that this is love But I don't got enough of it A fever when it comes A fever when it doesn't hit I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call, call I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call Guess I'll be blowing it all (x9) Blowing it all (x8)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
