歌词
I don't wanna be here
No I don't wanna not walk through that door
And I don't wanna not need it
Cuz life can never gimme nothin' right but chores
It don't want nothin' but to bleed you
Fate keeps pullin' on my strings but don't ever pull my card
Girl I grieve you
Like everyone I know but it's always like that anymore
I don't even know you baby could'a sworn that I had shown you me
But at least I know you're never gonna hate me
And that's enough to carry me home
Tossin' at, night
Lost in the light baby costin' my life
Finally feelin' right, dog, in the glass halls
I got a right smashed jaw but the right job
I got the right cards they're not what I want
But I'll play 'em cuz I'm sposed to I ain't copin' no mo
I'm busy floatin' my boat
I'm gettin' choked by the dope stayin' broke
But I'm a bloke that just don't ever lose hope
A single year or hundred milli all goes up as we toke
Watch everybody chase the globe as it all goes up in smoke
The world'll bleed you
Life is a long hard dick and it see you
Totally aloof on the scenic route
Baby pull over put another in my Uber
Lvin' how you livin' how you end it with a Ruger
You don't wanna be here, fool, you preachin' to the tour bus
Ain't nobody livin' like this life it ain't the two of us
Carry me home
Tossin' at night, lost in the light, baby
Carry me home
Costin' my life
Everything don't stay on earth
In the end there is gonna be a read through
And we don't got much time so I can't be like you
You don't try but you need too
Life is unforgivin' especially to those who need you
Baby truth'll bleed through say you can't help nobody
But we both know that that's not fact
There's a hundred people who if you don't help nobody will
But you'd rather have a car go fast. Do you even hear you?
I'm so different than I was a couple years ago
And I'm proud of that
I'm gettin' bigger and much deeper than my childish acts
But still got liquor in my stomach I got pills in my veins
I got people say they love me but I bet you know the game, yeah
I'm just tryn'a make a couple milli for the pain
Of the children and the women that won't even get a name, yeah
I'm so tired but it's not long till the whistle blow
All the shit you on is so damn vapid and it's typical
Huntin' for my purpose
Chirp-chat everybody blurbin' I stay workin' chop pop my percin
Top off my bourbon don't stop what is workin'
Stop drop shop till your curtains close
Clothes Birkin soul ghost no purpose hoe
Go and call the globe flat but the curvage doe