Cocaine
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Roaches filling up the ashtray
Sick of feeling like I'm in a bad way
Look out for when I get my fucking cash straight
Trying to hit the fast lane nobody getting past me
If you wanna know just ask me I might have changed since last week
I wish I could buy all my clothes in Paris
I wish I had a wardrobe full of the designer fabrics
I wish I had a bad bitch
Wishing don't mean shit when you're in traffic
I'm throwing hands I'm trying to make some magic
Spilling out some blood lighting some candles you can hear my passion
All I wanna do is buy my mum and dad a mansion
Your girl thinks I'm handsome
I might have her dancing
When I jump on stage and get it banging like a handgun
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Whole world's acting self destructive
I know that you're hurting but baby you can trust me
I know that there must be
Angels up above me
I just can't figure if their eyes are really on me
People all around but I'm feeling fucking lonely
Maybe that would change if you would be my one and only
What is love? I really wish you'd show me
Feeling like you know me
I don't even know myself I'm feeling like a zombie
Is it the drink is it the drugs?
Or do you want me?
I want you to give it up
Baby call me
I was standing in the club
I know you saw me
Give me love sip my blood
Baby haunt me
Give me love sip my blood
Baby haunt me
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Roaches filling up the ashtray
Sick of feeling like I'm in a bad way
Look out for when I get my fucking cash straight
Trying to hit the fast lane nobody getting past me
If you wanna know just ask me I might have changed since last week
I wish I could buy all my clothes in Paris
I wish I had a wardrobe full of the designer fabrics
I wish I had a bad bitch
Wishing don't mean shit when you're in traffic
I'm throwing hands I'm trying to make some magic
Spilling out some blood lighting some candles you can hear my passion
All I wanna do is buy my mum and dad a mansion
Your girl thinks I'm handsome
I might have her dancing
When I jump on stage and get it banging like a handgun
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Whole world's acting self destructive
I know that you're hurting but baby you can trust me
I know that there must be
Angels up above me
I just can't figure if their eyes are really on me
People all around but I'm feeling fucking lonely
Maybe that would change if you would be my one and only
What is love? I really wish you'd show me
Feeling like you know me
I don't even know myself I'm feeling like a zombie
Is it the drink is it the drugs?
Or do you want me?
I want you to give it up
Baby call me
I was standing in the club
I know you saw me
Give me love sip my blood
Baby haunt me
Give me love sip my blood
Baby haunt me
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
Everyone dealing with their own pain
Getting turned up in their own way
Filling up the key with the cocaine
We're all just drops in the ocean
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Writer(s): Alex Findlay
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