Drugs (feat. Rosie Lowe)

Here we go, here we go Heard it all a million times before I'm sick of you, I'm sick of these fools Turn it off, turn it off If I could I'd turn you off, I'd turn this off Hit the bar, a new way out of such a struggle you Gonna hit the bottle soon I'm going down now The only way I see it is I deserve this When you tip me low, tip me low I need you more, I need it more The only way to handle you is to take another hit So, I'm dripping you, dripping you Sniffing, got you dripping down my throat Here we go, another blow Weakened with my heart sat in my head Good intentions beating on my chest And so, I told you I was still not sport I wouldn't touch you, but maybe wait once more Agonies come through, and I'm all lit up with you Going down, down The only way I see it is I deserve this When you tip me low, tip me low I need you more, I need it more The only way to handle you is to have another hit So, I'm dripping you, dripping you Sniffing, got you dripping down my throat (You-oh-oh is to have another hit) (You-oh-oh is to have another hit) And so, I told you I was still not sport I wouldn't touch you, but maybe wait once more Agonies come through, and I'm all lit up with you Going down, down The only way I see it is I deserve this When you tip me low, tip me low I need you more, I need it more The only way to handle you is to have another hit So, I'm dripping you, dripping you