93FEETOFSMOKE, LiL Lotus - Fucked lyrics

Mark Andrew Taylor

[93FEETOFSMOKE, LiL Lotus - Fucked lyrics]

God, this shit is fucked up
God, this shit is fucked up

Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up

Bands around my neck
I'm just struggling to stay up
Water in my breath
I'm still swallowing the salt but
Grasping for new air
Smoking lungs filled with ash dust
Electric turned off for about two weeks, fuck

Hands around my neck


Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up

Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up

I know we'll wake up in the morning
Telling each other we're sorry
Sick to my stomach, throw up in the toilet
Caught up on each others snap stories
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest
Swear to god this shit is fucked up

Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up
Hands around my neck
Every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah
I swear to god this shit is fucked up

God, this shit is fucked up
God, this shit is fucked up

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