Tinashe, Chance The Rapper, Snakehips - All My Friends lyrics

Uh huh, hoo

We open with the vultures
Kissing the cannibals
Sure, I get lonely, when I'm the only
Only human in the heaving heat of the animals
Bitter, brown salt, stinging on my tongue, ah
Heart will not waver
Heart will not wait it's turn
It will beat, it will burn, burn
Burn your love into the ground
With the lips of another
Do you get lonely? Sure
I get lonely sometimes

All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club man, I drink too much
Another Friday night I've wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to your bed

I hate the bar (IGH)
Pharmacy addict, hear the Wall Street traffic
Took the car (IGH)
We reinvent the wheel just to
Fall asleep at it skrrrt!
Crash on the floor, catch the z-z-z's (Hunh)
Popping the polar opposite of NZT (Hunh)
Hip-hop and the propaganda
Say they name-brand (Name-brand)
But I done seen how the
-censored- did my main man (Main man)
The nights we won't remember are
The nights we won't remember (IGH)
I'll be gone 'til November
All my city call for Simba (IGH)
Dreams are made for cages, nigga
Lions are for real nigga, dying is for real
Niggas dying off of pills (Woo)
Nigga, fridays are for chill and
I escaped the treachery
I just had to rest-in-peace the recipe
The rest of us are prayin' that
The sand will leave a tan
If you're up right now
Hope you hear what I'm saying
Hope you hear what I'm saying

All my friends are wasted
And I hate this club man, I drink too much
Another Friday night I've wasted
My eyes are black and red (Woo)
I'm crawling back to your bed

Do you get lonely? Sure, I get lonely
Some nights when the angels on my shoulder
Slumber and I'm stuck here
With the vultures, hissing and circling
You didn't call me
(Call me, call me, call me)

Ooh, I'm crawling, crawling
Crawling back to you (IGH)

All my friends are wasted
(All my friends are wasted)
And I hate this club man, I drink too much
(Too much, I drink too much)
Another Friday night I've wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to your bed
All my friends are wasted
(All my friends are wasted)
And I hate this club man, I drink too much
Another Friday night I've wasted
My eyes are black and red
I'm crawling back to your bed