Letras
Pour you per usual, pour you your usual, poison you drink a bunch, point of this dinner fight
Keep a semi-automatic thought in my brain, I say if I can't think in current moment explain
Pour you per usual, pour you your usual, poison you drink a bunch, point of this dinner fight
Keep a keen eye planted wonder seal and one that benefits from being close, I'm always gonna want to be dead I think
Talking to myself in dark, I'm saying to put put em up. Shooters call their shots until they drunkards and they stamina
Staring blank, complacent, they ain't come or been affecting us. We tell em fuck em, wanna open, we should be on best behavior
Shut up and be silent, you rely on what you wanna drink, to be hard and caution to the evil that up and remains
Random ways of acting, losing malice in a way to complain, so I don't give a fuck about it, nah nah really never did
I still believe it's mean as much nicotine that takes me, stimulate the means of a sickening centipede
Crawl, scratch, rage, fraud, I recommend the medicine, drink it so nice tonight, eliminate a common sense
Sensors on my skin is eating ribbing, making me feel stripped, snakes are right in front of us, they had to create another trait
Probably need a phone to directly flow liquid to lips
Pour you per usual, pour you your usual, poison you drink a bunch, point of this dinner fight
Yeah I got a drinking problem, cause I got a living problem, probably get them liver problem
Part of me don't wanna stop it, cause you do not get it, you will never not impress with this talk
Though you write speeches that will not even get listened to
Recognize I'm rushing to these catalysts to make me feel, like I am embodied them, shaking my whole body up
Pour you per usual, pour you your usual, poison you drink a bunch, point of this dinner funk
Pour you per usual, pour you your usual, poison you drink a bunch, pour you per usual