MONEY ON DUST
We broke up just the other day
And I thought that I would be okay
But now I'm staring to my ashtray
Because if distance make the heart grow fonder you must be a year away
I've got this banging headache
And it's been keeping me awake
So I took a pill from a braille pressed box
And it stopped it for a minute but the pain has just come back again
And now I'm sitting here with a beer
Living in a world of fear
I can't sleep, no I can't eat, my soul just feels so incomplete cause
I was working so hard for us
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
Sitting outside the fast food chain I see
Sachets of something and too much cocaine, yeah
Blood stains on the top of the till
I feel ill is this real I can't fight this migraine
Midnight back at home and I'm sparking a strain
Anything I can do that might ease my brain but
She's still on my mind any given time
This is a joke without a punch line
Cóż I need you right now
And now I'm sitting here with a beer
Living in a world of fear
I can't sleep, no I can't eat, my soul just feels so incomplete cause
I was working so hard for us
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
And I thought that I would be okay
But now I'm staring to my ashtray
Because if distance make the heart grow fonder you must be a year away
I've got this banging headache
And it's been keeping me awake
So I took a pill from a braille pressed box
And it stopped it for a minute but the pain has just come back again
And now I'm sitting here with a beer
Living in a world of fear
I can't sleep, no I can't eat, my soul just feels so incomplete cause
I was working so hard for us
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
Sitting outside the fast food chain I see
Sachets of something and too much cocaine, yeah
Blood stains on the top of the till
I feel ill is this real I can't fight this migraine
Midnight back at home and I'm sparking a strain
Anything I can do that might ease my brain but
She's still on my mind any given time
This is a joke without a punch line
Cóż I need you right now
And now I'm sitting here with a beer
Living in a world of fear
I can't sleep, no I can't eat, my soul just feels so incomplete cause
I was working so hard for us
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
But without you my money goes on dust
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Cardy
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