Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ellis Certified Accident Martin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis Comper
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Russian to the bag privet sumka
If there's drugs on the floor I turn Roomba
See me taking psilocybin meeting God off a Goomba
Think I might see death way sooner
I was making money 'fore I had a wank
I ain't ever said I love you 'fore I had a drank
See me hiding in my yard like I'm Anne Frank
Know you see me still afloat but the ship sank
Way I kiss a voddy bottle like my girlfriend
Way I talk about my ex like she my girlfriend
I take drugs but the drugs ain't helping
I take drugs but the drugs ain't helping
Really went from Harry Styles to directionless
Really went from going hard to erectionless
I went from real love to affectionless
I wish your love would effect me less
Russian to the bag privet sumka
If there's drugs on the floor I turn Roomba
See me taking psilocybin meeting God off a Goomba
Think I might see death way sooner
I was making money 'fore I had a wank
I ain't ever said I love you 'fore I had a drank
See me hiding in my yard like I'm Anne Frank
Know you see me still afloat but the ship sank
Way I kiss a voddy bottle like my girlfriend
Way I talk about my ex like she my girlfriend
I take drugs but the drugs ain't helping
I take drugs but the drugs ain't helping
Really went from Harry Styles to directionless
Really went from going hard to erectionless
I went from real love to affectionless
I wish your love would effect me less
Written by: Ellis Certified Accident Martin
