Stance Nights E

Never ever sober, need drugs for my composure. Looking like I'm dying, laying back on the sofa. Six feet deep, deep, three gold teeth, teeth. Zero fucking hopes for this young tragic geek, Days of our lives, watch 'em roll by, by. Whole fucking family got bloodshot eyes, eyes. Scripts in the kitchen right next to the dish, Dish. Finger fucking bitches listening to No Limit, Limit. Never ever sober, need drugs for my Composure. Looking like I'm dying, laying back on The sofa. Six feet deep, deep, three gold teeth, Teeth. Zero fucking hopes for this young tragic Geek, geek. Days of our lives, watch 'em roll By, by. Whole fucking family got bloodshot eyes, Scripts in the kitchen right next to the dish, Dish. Finger fucking bitches listening to No Limit, Limit. Staring at the water looking like a butcher said, Looking two miles and all you see is motherfuckers That'll toe tag and get you bagging up the Dope. No ratting to the po, acting like a Shot, peace to Lack and Po. The water looking like a butcher said, looking two Miles and all you see is motherfuckers that'll toe Tag and get you bagging up the dope. No ratting to the po, acting like a shot, Peace to Lack and Po. Staring, staring, staring at The water looking like a butcher said, looking two Miles and all you see is motherfuckers that'll toe Tag and get you bagging up the dope. No ratting to the po, acting like a shot, Peace to Lack and Po. The water looking like A butcher said, looking two miles and all you See is motherfuckers that'll toe tag and get you Bagging up the dope. No ratting the po, acting Like a shot, peace to Lack and Po. Never ever sober, need drugs for my composure. Looking like I'm dying, laying back on the sofa. Six feet deep, deep, three gold teeth, teeth. Zero fucking hopes for this young tragic geek, geek. Days of our lives, watch 'em roll by, by. Whole fucking family got bloodshot eyes, eyes. Scripts in the kitchen right next to the dish, Dish. Finger fucking bitches listening to No Limit, Never ever sober, need drugs for my composure. Looking like I'm dying, laying back on the sofa. Six feet deep, deep, three gold teeth, teeth. Zero fucking hopes for this young tragic geek, Days of our lives, watch 'em roll by, by. Whole fucking family got bloodshot eyes, eyes. Scripts in the kitchen right next to the dish, Dish. Finger fucking bitches listening to No Limit, Limit.