Letras
Uhm, lately, I've been dealing with trying to quit smoking
I relied on it for such a long time
Every time I stop or try to stop, I'll
Go a week or two or three or whatever
And that, that, that itching feeling in the bottom of my
Stomach just, just growing and growing and growing and growing
I just don't know how to get through these emotions
Why is it light outside already?
I need skins, cooking effy
Walking home 'cause the Uber price is nuts
But the pavement feels like jelly
I think I'm in love
I could've been someone
It's always the comedown that gets me
Now I need skins, cooking effy
I would've gone home, but I got way too drunk
And the cloakroom girl was sexy
I think I'm in love
Swear I could've been someone
Yeah, I been reflecting all week long
I need to lose my mind more often
Gave up smoking, but I have one
I guess there ain't much fun in stopping
Call up Benny, call up Tom
If they don't answer, I'm out of options
I wanna fill my body with toxin
'Til the nights wrapped like Action Bronson
Driver's license, must've lost it
Got a full beard, they don't ID me
Two shows in Manny, next week up north
Like I'm in Coronation Street
But this real life, not ITV
Two phone K and a light HD
Whole weekend got blurry
But I quite like it when I can't see shit
Why is it light outside already?
I need skins, cooking effy
Walking home 'cause the Uber price is nuts
But the pavement feels like jelly
I think I'm in love
I could've been someone
It's always the comedown that gets me
Now I need skins, cooking effy
I would've gone home, but I got way too drunk
And the cloakroom girl was sexy
I think I'm in love
Swear I could've been someone (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Give me a second, I'll be there in a minute)