We Drink

What's up?
You seem not to believe
With our mechanics
Dictating how we move our feet
I've walken straight into the heat
Give God a question what it is that
Makes this hard to beat

'Cause I didn't seem to make much sense to them
All I have left is my really good friends
All around I feel the world
Collapse upon itself
I didn't seem to make much sense to them
All I have left is my really good friends
But we drink, but we drink

Don't lose it
I seem to lose my faith
In all them bottles
My liquid disgrace

Drowning, you'll find your sense of self
In all them bottles, fuck your hedge of health

'Cause I didn't seem to make much sense to them
All I have left is my really good friends
All around I feel the world
Collapse upon itself
I didn't seem to make much sense to them
All I have left is my really good friends
But we drink, but we drink

You know Nitty keep it moving like a tick-tock
You be off and on, on and off like a flip flop
I'm just tryna make this little thing everlastin'
You just wanna put me in lineup and central castin'
Thinkin' 'bout blastin' off like a raygun
Don't wanna be stoned swear to God you'd better say somethin'
Might think I'm frontin' but I'm not
The people who love me is the only ones that I got
So I go hard like Ahmad Rashad did for Jordan
And to my real people thank you for supportin'
And to all the haters you eat it up: sandwich
And we can snap your neck, we can speed it up: damage
But I ain't trippin', you do what you gotta do
Honestly I gotta say that I wouldn't wanna be you
As much as I wanted to it's you that's gotta go through it though
I ain't sayin' hopeless, gotta prove it yo

'Cause I didn't seem to make much sense to them
All I have left is my really good friends
All around I feel the world
Collapse upon itself
I didn't seem to make much sense to them
All I have left is my really good friends
But we drink, but we drink



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Bush, James Philip Chatburn, David Michael Norris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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