Troubled Drinks

One, run away with you Desert my bags of imaginary cash? Two, a "sit right back down" Is what we'll get in return From some apprehensive ass Three, I'm troubled with loving drinks As far as it seems I'll be lost breathing Four, baby, how do you find the door That came in front of a pit to more? Five, a 'Life' is a crime to somebody Forget why we cried? We're sweating no doubt A time where we grieve and you shake Sing them more than what you sing for me We're processing my feelings I'm selfishly appearing with gold pain Church key infected earrings I got in that one dream Still hurts I'm known I don't know what got into me The only time I bite the lightning Is when I got this awful tattoo In some broken linen snake yellow sheet Somehow it was lovely I said somehow someone shove me The air's got mold and my nose is dripping To the tips of my toes and through my sole Be careful with that dumb love, Moon Stuff Don't breathe There's something in the air I swear it ain't me I don't wanna seem lonely I don't wanna sing I swear I don't sing I won't it ain't me Don't drink Don't breathe It's coming from the bottom of everything It's coming from the bottom of everything It's coming from the bottom of everything It's coming from the bottom of everything