T B C
You could just be another drug
I’m itchin for a fix please be my drug
Once I taste it there’s no going back
A little bit of space in the back
For extras
We don’t go hungry no more
We got ketchup and get going
Make love and stay above the clouds
Another fix that fix this
A small choice that leads to an empty life
But is it bliss?
You could just be another one
Sitting flexin blowin bumble gum
Running lies up and down my throat
But I’m too clutch to choke
You could just be another drug
I like the feeling can’t fight the feeling now it’s coursing through my veins now can’t fight the feeling it’s been consuming up my brain now
But I’m worried that if I keep on like this
It’ll all be a waste
Empty space
Empty space
Empty space
I’m not the user
you gave her bruises
and I just can’t feel like
I’m the one
To tumble down stumble down another drug
To swallow down gulp it down another drug
Yeah you’re a drug
Who could tell if this is real
or just another high im tryna feel (reel, real)
haven’t hit the come down yet
but i’m sure its coming as i sweat
