Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kamixlo
Kamixlo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camillo Padilla
Camillo Padilla
Songwriter
Fletcher Shears
Fletcher Shears
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Could've been a cough or a scoff, I don't give a fuck
We can make love and get lost, but you're out of luck
Ain't that evil if you never woke up
Big gulp, blood or tea cup, you better drink it up
A warthog squeal, you could get kicked in the face with a heel
We can get away, we can lay in the field
A dime or a dozen, some it just does or some it just doesn't
No repercussion
All the shit hazy, gonna multiply a dozen
Man, I wanna float way down the river
Away from the hot, hot heat from the bicker
You can just feel the drama getting way thicker
Life is a theatre and the class getting sicker
Place ain't haunted if the lights don't flicker
Need a little break, gotta get liquor
American diet is a Coke and a Snicker
Quick handshake with the real city slicker
You can't light a time bomb without a ticker
This is the warlord's kiss on the forehead
Everybody's scrambling bad shit to get ahead
I ain't really bleeding anymore, I already bled
Chaos, the way I get around
Car broke down town, outskirts of town
I could sniff you out like a fuckin' bloodhound
Let the tune play, blend into the background
Blend into the background
[Outro]
Betray the parade
A trick, a charade
Away from the sun
I'm stuck in the shade
Betray the parade
A trick, a charade
Away from the sun
I'm stuck in the shade
Written by: Camillo Padilla, Fletcher Shears
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