Yeah, okay, let's start from the beginning Amy grew up in a house of pain Seventh grade, daddy put a bullet in his fucking brain, yeah Two days later, mom went M. I. A Only thread of family left attached was Amy's family name
THC, hoping to escape with every blunt she rolls Fake ID, tryna drown her pain abusing alcohol C'est la vie, throwing empty bottles at a vacant home, fuck Now she's just another rolling stone
Oh, Amy Synthesizing love via semi-synthetic drugs caught a buzz, but Oh, Amy Everything is fucked, she's never sobering up (I just wish you-)
Mеt a couple so-called friends Coming down off of a two week bеnder Had no interest in letting anyone in, but They showed her heaven with a needle to the skin, like Holy shit, felt like magic when it kicked in The damage is worth the price of a high that would never end Recreational habits ironically never end Chemically forced euphoria, Amy injects again, yeah (Yeah)
And she don't ever count sheep (Oh) She don't ever go to sleep, no, no Yeah, her body's frail she ain't eaten in a week or so, yeah
Oh, Amy Synthesizing love via semi-synthetic drugs caught a buzz, but Oh, Amy Everything is fucked, she's never sobering up oh, no-no, yeah Oh, Amy, yeah, yeah-ah Oh, Amy, yeah, yeah, yeah So, Amy, yeah, yeah-yeah Oh, Amy, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Amy
I'm on the block with all my demons and they see her (Oh, Amy) Ice in her veins, and her lungs, and her heart Froze over (My darling, this world's froze over) (Psychotic tendencies) (Some methamphetamines)
Compositores: Mitchel Cave, Clinton Cave & Christian Anthony