She up like five, six in the morn' With our vices any or Even if it's broken, torn Heaven sent, we went for more, more (More) Tell me when you're down to pour, pour Gasoline can hit the floor
Long days get monsters (Monsters) Been pouring that vodka (Vodka) Deep dive, no walk ups (Walks ups) No trust, but I got love, yeah Nonsense you lost us (Lost us) Bad one been caught up (Caught up) Real ones get locked up (Locked up) Lowlights and a lock jaw
She up like five, six in the morn' With our vices any or Even if it's broken, torn Hеaven sent, we wеnt for more, more (More) Tell me when you're down to pour, pour Gasoline can hit the floor
Been up, we lost tonight Nothing left to tell me twice Reasons why we roll the dice Still been cutting through like knives (Knives) Like wait up, we been counting them pay stubs Paranoid when I wake up Crashing through that shake up, whoa Might just need a moment, might be in a rush (In a rush) Maybe it's a little, maybe it's enough (Enough) Maybe it's forever, maybe it's too much (Too much) Still no matter what
She up like five, six in the morn' With our vices any or Even if it's broken, torn Heaven sent, we went for more, more (More) Tell me when you're down to pour, pour Gasoline can hit the floor Five, six in the morn' With our vices any or Even if it's broken, torn Heaven sent, we went for more, more Tell me when you're down to pour, pour Gasoline can hit the floor
Gasoline can hit the floor Even if it's broken, torn
Compositores: Conor Thomas Alu (Darci), Riley Quinn Keating ECAD: Obra #43626589