Abandon_Homes
Dealer and a junkie
Getting high on your own lies
Sell me a dream and buy it back at the same price
A little self-esteem sacrificed
But the tag never matter to the matter of the vice
Addicted
To feelings you be giving and getting
Smitten
With the idea of giving a fixing
To the house love ran down and don't live no more
Never stop you from knocking on the door
Come on in
Have a seat on that mattress
Let's spend
Your last trying to chase the high
In this abandoned
House, love use to sell drugs in
Now, put that pipe to your mouth
And then ya... Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
The dealer and a junkie
Getting high on your supply
Barely getting it to get by
On either side
Whether you sell whether you buy
But the importance of success never matter to the vice
Addicted
To something you think is real
Smitten
Believing it's making you feel
In the house love ran down and I don't in live no more
Never stop you from unlocking the door
Invite me in
Sit me on this mattress
Let's spend
Your last trying to chase that high
In this abandoned
House, love use to sell drugs in
Now, put that pipe to your mouth
And then ya'... In hell
In hell, In hell
In hell, In hell
In hell, In hell
In hell, In hell
Getting high on your own lies
Sell me a dream and buy it back at the same price
A little self-esteem sacrificed
But the tag never matter to the matter of the vice
Addicted
To feelings you be giving and getting
Smitten
With the idea of giving a fixing
To the house love ran down and don't live no more
Never stop you from knocking on the door
Come on in
Have a seat on that mattress
Let's spend
Your last trying to chase the high
In this abandoned
House, love use to sell drugs in
Now, put that pipe to your mouth
And then ya... Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
Inhale, Inhale
The dealer and a junkie
Getting high on your supply
Barely getting it to get by
On either side
Whether you sell whether you buy
But the importance of success never matter to the vice
Addicted
To something you think is real
Smitten
Believing it's making you feel
In the house love ran down and I don't in live no more
Never stop you from unlocking the door
Invite me in
Sit me on this mattress
Let's spend
Your last trying to chase that high
In this abandoned
House, love use to sell drugs in
Now, put that pipe to your mouth
And then ya'... In hell
In hell, In hell
In hell, In hell
In hell, In hell
In hell, In hell
Credits
Writer(s): Troshawn Lee
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