silk dress (I Love Drugzz)
Nah there is not many reasons left
But I'm still doing this, can't stop doing this
Nah I can't stop, nah I'm too obsessed
World out there ruthless, world out there cold
Waste time kidding myself I bet
I'm selling my soul, thinking i'm bold
Thinking I'm chosen, I am a mess
Fate is woven, silk dress
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
And I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
(I love hate)
(Can you feel the eyes shifting direction?)
Nah there is not many reasons left
But I'm still doing this, can't stop doing this
Nah I can't stop, nah I'm too obsessed
I can't stop, but I'm out of breath
N-N-Nah I felt death, I swear I felt it
It was comforting
It's woven, silk dress
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
And I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
And I can't keep running on my own
(On my own)
Where'd my friends go? (Where'd they go?)
And I can't keep running on my own (On my own)
Where'd my friends go? (Go)
It's the cursive, It's the pondering
It's not hurting, but It's not comforting
It's the cursive, It's the pondering
It's not hurting, but It's not comforting
It's the cursive, It's the pondering
It's not hurting, but It's not comforting
But I'm still doing this, can't stop doing this
Nah I can't stop, nah I'm too obsessed
World out there ruthless, world out there cold
Waste time kidding myself I bet
I'm selling my soul, thinking i'm bold
Thinking I'm chosen, I am a mess
Fate is woven, silk dress
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
And I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
(I love hate)
(Can you feel the eyes shifting direction?)
Nah there is not many reasons left
But I'm still doing this, can't stop doing this
Nah I can't stop, nah I'm too obsessed
I can't stop, but I'm out of breath
N-N-Nah I felt death, I swear I felt it
It was comforting
It's woven, silk dress
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
And I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
'Cause I'm sick, I'm so sick
I love drugs, I love drugs
I love paper
And I can't keep running on my own
(On my own)
Where'd my friends go? (Where'd they go?)
And I can't keep running on my own (On my own)
Where'd my friends go? (Go)
It's the cursive, It's the pondering
It's not hurting, but It's not comforting
It's the cursive, It's the pondering
It's not hurting, but It's not comforting
It's the cursive, It's the pondering
It's not hurting, but It's not comforting
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Perry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.