Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Power
Songwriter
Lyrics
You need to get sober, man you said you'd get clean
But it's over, you take the drugs and repeat
Getting closer to death, your life's getting demeaned
Chasing closure but not from meds, your puffing green
I mean
You said you'd give it all up
You lied to the face of the cunts that you love
You're fried as you place the drugs right above
Anything or anyone including ones that you trust, it's fucked
You need to put the drugs down
You're trying to find happiness but your burning down an ounce
You're mates, they be chatting shit just like everybody round
So fuck, why the fuck won't you still put them down?
I've tried
But every problem I face, I face a high
At least I'm honest, I don't say shit in disguise
But fuck your judgement, you don't know why I get fried
I'll admit I'm addicted and not quitting so fuck you, bye
Fuck everybody that just don't listen
I'm so fucked up, man I'm stuck in dopes prison
Withdrawals are fucked cunt, I can feel my throat itching
Wan' put a bullet to my brain, let the scope glisten
Got no mission, I'm here but missing the point of living, bro listen
I got no goals, I'm blinded by love, I got no vision
That's why I write my thoughts and go and make my notes written
Cause fuck I can't survive unless the fucking smokes hitting
Dickhead you're saying it helps
Fuck you make me laugh boy, are you Dave Chapelle
You're fucking up at large kid you're fucking your health
You know you fucking are but you still kill yourself
Your mum, your dad, your sister, family can't recognise you
To be completely honest, why do they stay by you
Cause your a fuck up, no luck cunt, nobody like you
Your dumbass hangs with snakes, surprised when bitches bite you
Fuck you man I'm trying to get better
You're always in my mind, fucking hell man I'm fed up
I'm just trying to stay alive, I'm just stacking my bread up
But you always say I'll die, cause you'd rather me dead cunt
That's vendetta, but I ain't done nothing wrong
We live the same life, and we have all along
We live the same mind, but you ain't where I'm from
You a devil sent from hell and fuck your voice is getting strong
Leave my brain, leave me alone
You leave me in pain, please leave, please go
Please leave me a break, cause I've been too low
You keep me awake so I breathe a few cones
Shut the fuck up, you're stuck up with no love or trust but drugs cunt
You're only up on the come up, but fuck you're fucked, you should cut up
You're a fuck up, your grave gets dug up, every time you chase the plug up
But fuck cunt you just sit in your feelings and call that shit tough luck (haha)
Pick your art, pick your lane, pick your road (oi)
I'll pick your path, pick your brain, pick and poke (aye)
Cause you gon' fail and bail up on your bro's (on your bro's)
Just try inhale, exhale from out your throat
I can't cause the smoke
Exactly boy you a joke
I just can't let go
And everybody done know
I cant find my home
Your everything's in a hoe
I can't be alone, I'm scared and it's to show
Writer(s): Jackson Power
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