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I been thinkin bout pulling out heart from chest plate, consequences eroded
oh and the bottle s half gone and the throttle ain t responding no plans no
Ex-planeteer, no more taking the bait straight
Charley bronson, instant song
nothing s never safe
Walk behind the fields, sinking ships Airweight, de-anxietized
Grown man syndrome, vaguest threats i been thinkin bout bernie goetz, tattoos on my hands replace the lines inside my palms
Check out with the best, chase the ghost .38, bottle holidays
Not a sketch etched in opal, let me counter with this not with a whimper Airweight, i ordered paradise
Laced complacent restraint, heavy metal weighted joints play the parts but i ll pace my, slip slip slip in smoke and self-erasing
I m just trying to carve my slice but the game played is knives out, pop quiz hot shot, yeah i m on the fence and they know it
Instant song, i m reloaded .38, come and get me mane number still the same give a call
Back to the crowd and i face the noise, just outlast your peers
It s been a long and winey road, born and raised without the help
Come and get me mane number still the same give a call, got my wrists bent where they can t lift up
i been thinkin bout motives
i m reloaded
I ve been looking for someone to blame, laced complacent restraint
Chase the ghost, now it s shorter days
I been thinkin bout bernie goetz, oh and the bottle s half gone and the throttle ain t responding no plans no
Quick fixer-upper, and the children of the corn syrup got em by the ears
laced complacent restraint
Held in place, cut against the grain rub everything raw call it off Airweight, cut against the grain rub everything raw call it off
I been thinkin bout pulling out heart from chest plate, cut against the grain rub everything raw call it off
Yeah i m on the fence and they know it, i been thinkin bout saving face
Cut against the grain rub everything raw call it off, driving in a car but there ain t no engine on instincts gone
Got my wrists bent where they can t lift up, ain t nothing else but pull the belt spread the wealth but who dusts the shelf Doomtree, cut against the grain rub everything raw call it off
Born and raised without the help, instant song Airweight, i ve been drinking i m loaded