Butter
Triple One
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Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up on my mind, no drip Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip (You should know by now) I don't wanna settle with the drama Rip it from my face, you couldn't kill it with the karma Seven days away but I know seven's a disaster Seven, seven, you should know by now Asking for a rollie or a paper Rock up to your door and make you rip it through a gator I been with this shit since I was 14 with retainer Billabong shirt and my kicks lookin' Kmart (Oi) Bitch I'm gonna flick it like a rhino Seven days away but I was seven sipping Milo Now I'm 24 I burn the place up like a pyro I could spit a flame since I was sitting playing Spyro (True) I can feel the recoil, got a head of tin foil Swear it on my jeans that I could hold my own For a bitter Pete's sake, I should hold a switchblade But I never dreamed that it could be my fault Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up on my mind, no drip (You should know by now) Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip (You should know by now) No drip, no drip I feel my bones like butter Ayy-yay, up up Still back with the savagery if they want the drama Still keep on padding this broken heart with designer armour I'm on that guap again, spendin' em so exotically Head still spinnin' like pottery, Swear I just won the lottery I shiver and shed a tear thinkin' bout what coulda been So bittersweet baby back it up like a jelly bean She graduated so gorgeous I had to take the stand Head relieve pressure cause shawty she do it on demand Get up, I dreamt a lot inside these silk pyjamas Sit up, I'm rainbow roading on a slip banana My liver murderous, happiness never heard of us Demons I cannot rid 'em, Bubble boy in the kitchen, oh I can feel the recoil, got a head of tin foil Swear it on my jeans that I could hold my own For a bitter Pete's sake, I should hold a switchblade But I never dreamed that it could be my fault Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip (You should know by now) Oh God, I don't wanna feel like this Oh God, nothing that these days won't fix Oh Lord, I don't wanna be like this My thoughts, spill up out my mind, no drip, no drip (You should know by now)
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Written by: Martin Guilfoyle, William Gunns
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