Scratch Offs and Hookers (feat. Volcano)

Choppin, Choppin lines, killer killer become the light fire inside my mind memories you can't see Show me your warning show me your cruel, cruel God I can't believe this world that's burning down These drugs have reached their limit now Don't take the body you could never take my fears Will you bury all your secrets in my house of tears The secret lies the scratch offs, and the hookers consume me down to my last buck itching to find a fuck Buy me a scratch off to test my luck Fuck! I never win shit once again, I'm stuck chasing my dick. Can you leave they never thought You had the chance even thougH you're fucked up But you've never had these hands I need I need a warning to fight your cruel, cruel God you think you're so cool and above us all Because you think these bullets can't talk can't talk well, it's time to fucking talk Just give me some money for my cruel, cruel drug I can't believe this world that has fucked us all