WASTED

I had a dream, it was so realistic Woke up in tears with a bottle of whisky Overslept once again, if there was sunlight I missed it Crucified to my bed Crucified to my bed I like to sleep because it feels like I'm dead Blood in my dreams, see vivid scenes full of red, oh Feels like the devil put a gun to my head Pulled on the trigger but missed Pulled the trigger but missed me, oh Yeah, that motherfucker missed me Now I'm riding with the top dropped off Through the city feeling goddamn tipsy, yeah Me and all my demons jumping down when we hit the corner on the left side, yeah You should see us on our best nights, yeah We all got vices, mine is Every single night I roll the dices And now I'm wasted Can't pick my face off the floor on some GTA shit She says I've been here before And she fucking hates me My life was better before All of this fame hit I'm fucking wasted, no Oh, oh What a mess Honestly I think that I'm depressed, yeah But nonetheless, I'ma open up another bottle keep my foot up on their necks, yeah Tried to go to rehab but I passed out So I'ma drown my body full of Jimmy every single night until I black out I'm wasted Can't pick my face off the floor o some GTA shit She says I've been here before And she fucking hates me My life was better before All of this fame hit Every day I'm faded (fuck) I'm wasted I won't play these games, yeah I just wanna do what make, what makes you happy, yeah Take a motherfuckin' whole damn face off I've been waiting for away, I'm days off I don't wanna wake up in a waste-town I don't wanna sleep, yeah I'm fucking I'm wasted I'm wasted