Lyrics

I woke up with my head lay on Priscilla's lap And, yes, it's been a while she's noticed that I ain't been smiling How did she find the keys to my place? 'Cause I went militant the last time she left She's kind of my old, old friend Maybe an acquaintance, sometimes neighbours Really, I don't know what she wants this time Suppose it's nice to have company when I flashback in time, oh I woke with a demon on my shoulder And she's smoking all my weed Before we went to shoot, she told me she's prettier than me Think I'm flirting with bad company She strokes my head as I fall to sleep Rock me into a false sense of security And now we're up to our old tricks again Everybody seen us acting up, I don't remember a thing, oh I woke with a demon on my shoulder And she's smoking all my weed Before we went to shoot, she told me she's prettier than me Think I'm flirting with bad company (bad company) I should start to charge her rent The way she is so cotched up in my head And I guess I felt too embarrassed to say That Priscilla girl, she's got the best of me I woke with a demon on my shoulder And she's smoking all my weed Before we went to shoot, she told me she's prettier than me Think I'm flirting with bad company I tried to box her away But she came back out to play Feels like hide and seek The game she plays with me It's hard to hold it down She's smiling while I'm drowning That Priscilla girl, said try again 'Cause you know that you, know that you'll never to catch up with me (She told me she's prettier than me) I woke with a demon on my shoulder Before we went to shoot, she told me she's prettier Than me Think I'm flirting with bad company
Writer(s): Aviram Barath, Daniel See, Yazmin Lacey, Samuel Crowe, David Okumu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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