FrostyOfficial - Tumbleweeds lyrics
[FrostyOfficial - Tumbleweeds lyrics]
I stumble through the tumbleweeds sober
I smoked a gram and looked
Around and everything got colder
I popped a perc and closed my eyes
The devil on my shoulder
I snort a blue and lost my
Mind but I ain’t lose composure
This is where i’m at, this is my own pinnacle
I lost my faith and sold my
Soul to wear a fuckin pentacle
Driving on the freeway, stumble into trees
Poisoned me for my beliefs like I am Socrates
Great, damn this void be feeling endless
Forty ounce we mix with sprite and
That’s what we call Actavis
Medicine to stray away the
Demons feeling reckless
In excess
I meet a bitch named Sophia in Sofia
That’s for my boy that be living in Bulgaria
Watch your back cause all them
Drugs will cause intense hysteria
Make you lose your mind
Inside a drug induced dysphoria
The land you call wisteria
Will soon become Siberia
Stuttering through all the words that
I ain’t get to question
(Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh) freedom of expression
The first amendment ripped apart
Because of our aggressions
Can't get hand or neck tattoos
I gotta make impressions
So I stumble through the valley
Of all your damn needs
Buncha thorns and cactuses
And brown tumbleweeds
Everybody trippin and they all go froze
What can I say though? I don’t care no more
I smoked a gram and looked
Around and everything got colder
I popped a perc and closed my eyes
The devil on my shoulder
I snort a blue and lost my
Mind but I ain’t lose composure
This is where i’m at, this is my own pinnacle
I lost my faith and sold my
Soul to wear a fuckin pentacle
Driving on the freeway, stumble into trees
Poisoned me for my beliefs like I am Socrates
Great, damn this void be feeling endless
Forty ounce we mix with sprite and
That’s what we call Actavis
Medicine to stray away the
Demons feeling reckless
In excess
I meet a bitch named Sophia in Sofia
That’s for my boy that be living in Bulgaria
Watch your back cause all them
Drugs will cause intense hysteria
Make you lose your mind
Inside a drug induced dysphoria
The land you call wisteria
Will soon become Siberia
Stuttering through all the words that
I ain’t get to question
(Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh) freedom of expression
The first amendment ripped apart
Because of our aggressions
Can't get hand or neck tattoos
I gotta make impressions
So I stumble through the valley
Of all your damn needs
Buncha thorns and cactuses
And brown tumbleweeds
Everybody trippin and they all go froze
What can I say though? I don’t care no more