Sunshine Christo - Jeff Hardy Trenchverse lyrics
[Sunshine Christo - Jeff Hardy Trenchverse lyrics]
It's Christmas Day, but this off the top
You feel me
Popping pills like Jeff Hardy
I ain't trying hardly
Don't care about my body
But my body says I'm dying
Pop more pills, trick my body into lying
I could get shot but I'm still surviving
All these old songs I'm taking and reviving
Talking to Swamp, yo boy, what's up
He's talking about a goth girl who
Tried to set him up
The fans are only fans when
You do what they want
The fans are only fans when you
Give them what they want
One day I'll have released
Everything that I've got
Christo gone far but it's too late to stop
My eyes have no reflection in the mirror
Have to take sleeping pills
Now my dreams clearer
Not a follower, I guess that I'm a leader
Abraham Lincoln
Send them shots in the theater
Winter's so cold so I'm bringing my heater
I used to be a lean fiend
Fiending for them liters
Quit every drug in the world
I'm still a tweaker
I'd say I'm losing my friends
But I ain't paying attention
Everybody left when I was in detention
Fighting my own demons and I can't best them
Popping pills like Jeff Hardy
I ain't trying hardly
Popping pills like Jeff Hardy
I ain't trying hardly
Don't care about my body
Don't care about my body
Don't care about my body
Don't care about my body
Popping pills like Jeff Hardy
I ain't trying hardly
Don't care about my body
Don't care about my body
I ain't trying, I ain't trying hardly
One take, whatever man