Everything Is Recorded, Aitch, Infinite Coles - 12:12 AM / PATIENTS (FUCKING UP A FRIDAY) lyrics

Fucking up a Friday night (wooooh)
Fucking up a Friday night (aaaah)

Bundles, molly, Special K
Chanel,  black out, it's morning
Moving backwards, up again
Our sinking spirit's soaring
Fucking up a Friday night
I'm bleeding from the freedom
Cuts and battle scars, last night it was ours

Yo, fucking up a Friday night
Manic up in Manny
In a club with Cally saw a gally on a Xani
Baby shake her batty and let me
Film it like I’m Sammy
There were people in the bed so
We got freaky in the alley
Lost bare cash, my head top smashed
And we got a couple fines
‘cause the place is smashed
Fuck it go mad, we ain’t trying to come back
Take a loss, blow a bag, make it back
That’s that

Ill with love and other drugs
We're seeking affirmation
Desperately we roll along
Meanwhile our hearts are breaking
Chasing fakes embracing shade
Creating expectations
Ways you could've grown
Now you're on your own

Yo, yo
Expectations created, escaped in a spaceship
She fed me a drink, I just blinked
Now I'm naked
Wavy I'm faded, this drink I been taking
It's purple and tasty
I'm fucked up and wasted
I would go home, but if I did, I'd be basic
I can't see shit and my head's on vacation
Turn around, everyone's pupils dilated
Fuck it I'm baking, man bill up and blaze it

(For another life) for how long, yeah
(For another life) for how long
(For another life) for how long, yeah
(For another life) for how long
(For another life) fucking up a Friday night
Fucking up a Friday night