Looking At The Wrong Thing
I pass this time
Inhaling all this smoke
I breathe in
Breathe out
Just hoping to choke
I ch-ch-check my pulse
Still giving off a thump
It seems that bad feelings
Stimulate the mind
Say it, don't spray it
Get the fuck out my face
You're just afraid of the feeling
To wake up insane
Don't benefit
Cool it
Don't make a mess
Of this
Your favorite salt color
It came in pink
I'm flat on the floor but it feels like I'm moving at the speed of sound
Closing my eyes let the light consume me. And it's blinding so loud
Abandon my mind
To abandoned your curse
Got it
You use a dull knife
Just to draw your blood
Got that
Shamanic panic
Type of feeling inside
And you know
On your life
It's dead or alive.
(Baby)
Baby you got me like
La-dah da-dah duh-duh dah duh-duh dah-da da (woah)
Baby you
Baby you got me like
La-dah da-dah duh-duh dah duh-duh dah-da da
Calling all ships no need for a rescue,
I'm hiding under this iceberg till it melts through.
No backspace
No fucking undo
I'm waiting under the waves
Coming to get you
Woah
Misery
It lives alone in ice cold sheets
With glacier veins
And they're getting weak
No time to swim
We're in too deep
I'm always looking wrong thing
I'm always feeling like a zombie
I'm always stuck in the commotion
So I let the smoke go right to my head
I'm always looking wrong things
(Wrong things wrong things)
I'm always feeling like a zombie
(Dead dead dead)
I'd rather pack it up and light it
(Light it)
Because these drugs are better than
Superficial friends
(And you can put that in your fucking pipe and...)
I pass this time
Inhaling all this smoke
I breathe in
Breathe out
Just hoping to choke
I ch-ch-check my pulse
Still giving off a thump
It seems that bad feelings
Stimulate the mind
Say it, don't spray it
Get the fuck out my face
You're just afraid of the feeling
To wake up insane
Don't benefit
Cool it
Don't make a mess
Of this
Your favorite salt color
It came in pink
Inhaling all this smoke
I breathe in
Breathe out
Just hoping to choke
I ch-ch-check my pulse
Still giving off a thump
It seems that bad feelings
Stimulate the mind
Say it, don't spray it
Get the fuck out my face
You're just afraid of the feeling
To wake up insane
Don't benefit
Cool it
Don't make a mess
Of this
Your favorite salt color
It came in pink
I'm flat on the floor but it feels like I'm moving at the speed of sound
Closing my eyes let the light consume me. And it's blinding so loud
Abandon my mind
To abandoned your curse
Got it
You use a dull knife
Just to draw your blood
Got that
Shamanic panic
Type of feeling inside
And you know
On your life
It's dead or alive.
(Baby)
Baby you got me like
La-dah da-dah duh-duh dah duh-duh dah-da da (woah)
Baby you
Baby you got me like
La-dah da-dah duh-duh dah duh-duh dah-da da
Calling all ships no need for a rescue,
I'm hiding under this iceberg till it melts through.
No backspace
No fucking undo
I'm waiting under the waves
Coming to get you
Woah
Misery
It lives alone in ice cold sheets
With glacier veins
And they're getting weak
No time to swim
We're in too deep
I'm always looking wrong thing
I'm always feeling like a zombie
I'm always stuck in the commotion
So I let the smoke go right to my head
I'm always looking wrong things
(Wrong things wrong things)
I'm always feeling like a zombie
(Dead dead dead)
I'd rather pack it up and light it
(Light it)
Because these drugs are better than
Superficial friends
(And you can put that in your fucking pipe and...)
I pass this time
Inhaling all this smoke
I breathe in
Breathe out
Just hoping to choke
I ch-ch-check my pulse
Still giving off a thump
It seems that bad feelings
Stimulate the mind
Say it, don't spray it
Get the fuck out my face
You're just afraid of the feeling
To wake up insane
Don't benefit
Cool it
Don't make a mess
Of this
Your favorite salt color
It came in pink
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Palaszek
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