Sick
Riddy Black
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You know, I keep on telling myself that eventually I'm going to stop drinking so much Because I think I do have a serious problem but when I think about it Liquor is like water for my demons and my demons help me make music So I kind of need it haha Pour another shot don't stop until you drop, I ain't playing girl I'm trynna see you make that pussy pop You're my favorite kind of drug I promise I will never quit I love the taste of you upon my lips And I love the way you make me Acid, molly, DMT and weed, hallucinating while I sip lean Faded like a pair of worn out jeans, how I wanna be Losing my memory, they say life's a bitch but this party's lit And all these girls are smiling at me So f*ck imma smile back, take one home and smash What is life but a nightmarish dream Yea I drink I smoke I f*ck I'm not a saint but I still be blessed like Jesus knows my name I go to church and claim I'm here to stay Then I f*ck these hoes who claiming that they pray Maybe I'm demented, I'm insane, who the f*ck are you to judge, we're all the same Addicted to our drugs, in love with pain and sleeping with our demons everyday Every night party like a beast, drinking and smoking and I ain't worried 'bout a thing Popping bottles of bubbly, living life like I'm a king Celebrating my youth by sacrificing my peace But I don't give a f*ck, I'm chilling in the VIP with a couple of baddies And they be rubbing up on me So pour another shot of the Henley util the whole world is spinning And I forget about my pain and my grief Pour another shot don't stop until you drop I ain't playing girl I'm trynna see you make that pussy pop You're my favorite kind of drug I promise I will never quit I love the taste of you upon my lips And I love the way you make me Sick sick sick sick sick sick sick, sick sick sick sick sick sick sick Sick sick sick sick sick sick sick, sick sick sick sick sick sick sick Pour another shot don't stop until you drop, I ain't playing girl I'm trynna see you make that pussy pop You're my favorite kind of drug I promise I will never quit I love the taste of you upon my lips And I love the way you make me If addiction is wrong, I don't want to be right Because I'm making love to my demons every night She be calling my name, she's all up in my mind In my blood, in my soul, in my heart but its fine Cuz I do not want her to leave, she is so precious to me What the f*ck would I do if she ever stopped calling for me Swear to God I would lose it, I need her with me Drunk in love, nah I just love to be drunk When life knocking me down henney lifting me up And I don't give no fucks if it poisons my blood Cuz if everyone dies then I'm trynna die buzzed and free Free from the stress and depressions that plaguing my mind like a mental disease If life is a bitch and she's. arrived to me I guess whiskey the mistress that satisfies me So pop another bottle, feel like I just won the lotto Shake that booty girl, make it go full throttle Bounce it to the sound of the bass And make every dude in the place question their faith And ponder life like Aristotle, worshipping this demon like I am her sole disciple And I study her teachings like its the mother fucking gospel Love to hear the sound of her voice She keep me warm with her poison when I'm froze I am her child, a lost soul so Pour another shot don't stop until you drop I ain't playing girl I'm trynna see you make that pussy pop You're my favorite kind of drug I promise I will never quit I love the taste of you upon my lips And I love the way you make me Sick sick sick sick sick sick sick, sick sick sick sick sick sick sick Sick sick sick sick sick sick sick, sick sick sick sick sick sick sick Pour another shot don't stop until you drop I ain't playing girl I'm trynna see you make that pussy pop You're my favorite kind of drug I promise I will never quit I love the taste of you upon my lips And I love the way you make me If addiction is wrong, I don't want to be right Because I'm making love to my demons every night She be calling my name, she's all up in my mind In my blood, in my soul, in my heart but its fine Cuz I do not want her to leave, she is so precious to me What the f*ck would I do if she ever stopped calling for me Swear to God I would lose it, I need her with me I mean, yea its definitely a big issue in my life I've been struggling with it for going on five years now And I should probably seek help but the God honest truth is I don't even know if I want to stop hahaha I need therapy
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Written by: Chris Riddle, Christopher Riddle
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