This is gonna be a doozy, baby, isn’t it Living in this pit of hell but it’s heaven sent Writing out my wills over hills for the Thrill of it I ain’t dried my eyes Drink your water, had to hydrate it
(C-Come) Come back to my senses See through different lenses I look so expensive Actually demented Money is a chore Forever and some more Hearts are hungrier for more Why stay in and be a bore
You can walk it out, leave the nest Find somewhere to unhinge, unravel it You don’t have to pretend that it’s sweeter than it it is Better life you have to live Lie down and take a swig, of that
Whole milk, baby Ingredients to drive you crazy Shut the fuck up, sit the fuck down You’ll come back to earth When the timer makes a sound Lying on your hands Listening for a sign that it’s gonna be alright Sitting tight, sitting tight
Angels made your cake for you You can eat it too And its incredible if you just let it cool These ingredients can't go to waste Open up that oven, let the fire escape
I can make this hell trip a cake walk Open up that big mouth and kick rocks Do you even know who the head chef is? I’ve got some good news and It’s me, bitch
I can make this hell trip a cake walk Open up that big mouth and kick rocks Do you even know who the head chef is? I’ve got some good news and It’s me, bitch (Ha, hah)
I can make this hell trip a cake walk Open up that big mouth and kick rocks Do you even know who the head chef is? I’ve got some good news and It’s me, bitch
Gonna be a doozy, baby, isn’t it Living in this pit of hell but it’s heaven sent Writing out my wills over hills for the Thrill of it I ain’t dried my eyes Drink your water, had to hydrate it (C-Come) Come back to my senses See through different lenses I look so expensive Actually demented Money is a chore Forever and some more Always hungrier for more Watch them end up be a bore
Ooh, hah Ooh, yeah Ooh, ooh, oohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
