收听Connie Constance的James (Explicit)歌词歌曲

James (Explicit)

Connie Constance2020年6月26日

James (Explicit) 歌词

 

I went on a

self destructive rampage last night.

now I’m paying for it,

But can’t afford the price.

don’t know how I’ve got here.

Been happy all year.

hadn’t taken any **s

before this.

So I took loads of Charlie and drank till everything was blurry

In an Irish pub in stokey.

lost my burning desire to live

In a couple lines of ketamine.

Shut my brain up for a sec,

And washed it all down with some sex.

Took a cold shower

At anti social hours,

And crawlled back to my bed.

And then I woke up to you,

And your eyes glazed over like mine,

Except you haven’t had three bottles of wine.

I’m coughing from smoking,

Your groaning from a headache.

I’m wishing I could crawl into your skin for a day.

And then I woke up to you,

And your nose bleed dripping like mine.

Except you haven’t had too many white lines.

I’m coughing from smoking,

Your groaning from a headache.

Your wishing for a ** that can take the pain away.

I hope the **s make you feel better.

Whilst your Tryna stay alive,

Im using mine to feel deader.

I’ve been cornered,

By all the thoughts

I’ve tried to suppress.

Feel like a coward,

Colouring the darkness in my mind

With narcotics.

Don’t know how I got here.

This was meana be my year.

Tonight I’ll wear the mask

play the clown.

Anything to forget.

So I spent my weekly budget

On tequila,

Shots for the squad,

Like I’m the geezer,

lost my burning desire to live

In a couple Es a nasty trip.

Shut my brain up for a sec,

And washed it all down with some sex,

Sat on the roof,

With a rollie,

crawlled back to my bed.

And then I woke up to you

And your eyes glazed over like mine,

Except you haven’t had three bottles of wine.

I’m coughing from smoking,

Your groaning from a headache.

I’m wishing I could crawl into your skin for a day.

And then I woke up to you,

And your nose bleed dripping like mine.

Except you haven’t had too many white lines.

I’m coughing from smoking,

Your groaning from a headache.

Your wishing for a ** that can take the pain away.

I hope the **s make you feel better.

Whilst your Tryna stay alive,

 

Im using mine to feel deader.