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Lund

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    Kush up on my clothes
    Whiskey on my breath
    My only pray to God
    Is to ask for death
    I still smell your perfume
    Like u never left
    Missin' late nights
    She leave hickeys on my neck

    Empty bottle
    Numbing all the pain
    Wake up in the morning
    Circumstance is still the same
    Having trouble trying maintain
    Sanity inside my damn brain
    Fuck a bitch and then I get paid
    They wonder why I’m so lonely

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    They wonder why I’m so lonely
    Wonder why I’m so cold
    Cause I don't need no help
    Bitch I do it all on my own
    Doing numbers you’ll never see
    This ain't no hobby its a part of me

    There's a lot of snakes
    That gonna slither through the game
    Try to take advantage of your lil' bit of fame
    That's why I don’t work
    Unless I’m mother fucking paid
    Young kid with some intuition
    Listen to what I say

    They told me I could never be
    Everything that I am now
    All I got is room to grow
    Cause there's no more breaking me down
    Been at the bottom to long
    Harboring emotion to put into songs
    You think you know me
    You got it all wrong

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