Текст песни
You got exactly what you want
I got exactly what I wanna be
I was inspired not to cut
When you told me that you wanna see
I've a tube inside my arm
I've always struggled with my honesty
But now I'm honest like I'm Abe
4 a.m., I'm on an odyssey
I got your beat down to the pulse
You're in the red like all the cars I see
Break new ground, I blame the blunt
I get clocked like it's a job to me
Push your temper
Push your temper
Push your temper
Push your temper
I got a guy and we're best friends
I hope we get to kill ourselves together-gether-gether
Grab me by the hips and flip the switch and lose your temper
People never change, but skin will rot in any weather
Come with me, let's play pretend, I know you'll feel great
It's not 'cause I don't like you, I don't wanna see your face
Bitch I do not miss you, I miss how you used to taste
Put your cigs out on my tummy, smoke three packs a day
I'm just here to push your temper, put me in my grave
Push your temper
Push your temper
Push your temper
Push your temper