Lust on the Rocks (feat. Micah Peay)

All that speed and You trippin' when you runnin' away
A bird with no lungs can't figure out how it's gun fly
Chewin' on a glass heart we just made out of clay
Hoping this ain't the only thing that we'll find
All that speed and You trippin' when you runnin' away
A bird with no lungs can't figure out how it's gun fly
Chewin' on a glass heart we just made out of clay
Hoping this ain't the only thing that we'll find

All that speed and You trippin' when You runnin' away
Smoke away your state flick away my pride
The prize I can't take my own self on the shelf
Contemplating my fate embrace pocket of ace
Fuck the chase lay your cape bake my problems to
Exquisite taste ask her what I make
Is it me is it you that can't relate
Fuck You no fuck me that's all I can say
What You got lust on the rocks
Mix it all up as You sip through the fog
Whisper in my ear inject what You fear
That's a real drug if you wanna take it there
Lust on the rocks You don't wanna stop
I don't wanna stop here we just wanna speak clear
Understand the understood past of the present rears

Past of the present
Past of the present
Past of the present
Past of the present

Past of the present
Past of the present
Past of the present
Past of the present



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Peay
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