Eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Welcome to the holidays, welcome to the pain
Welcome to the nightmare, welcome to the drain
Welcome to the toxic, welcome to the sludge
What'd you get for Christmas? Think I got a grudge
'Cause I spent a couple racks on a roundtrip ticket
House like a landmine and I'm about to trip it
Got some eggnog and I'm sitting here sippin'
Trying to tie a noose from a big red ribbon
Everybody's here
Everybody's here
Jesus fucking Christ, man! Everybody's here
Only 9:30 and I think I need a beer
Only 9:30 and I wanna disappear
'Cause everybody's here and it's time for presents
Mommy wrapped them all, but daddy takes credit
Everybody's thinking it, nobody says it
But I'm feeling loose and I think I'm about to get it
Bitch-ass daddy, you don't know what you're talking about
This right here is why your last wife walked out
Baby boy's grown and he's too big to knock out
Bringing down this house of cards ain't no stopping now
Never had a dinner table growing up
Now you got a house and a pool, oh you're glowing up
Now you're trying to act all nice and I'm throwing up
Put your whole vibe on the beat now I'm blowing up, bitch
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Welcome to the holidays, welcome to the pain
Welcome to the nightmare, welcome to the drain
Welcome to the toxic, welcome to the sludge
What'd you get for Christmas? Think I got a grudge
'Cause I spent a couple racks on a roundtrip ticket
House like a landmine and I'm about to trip it
Got some eggnog and I'm sitting here sippin'
Trying to tie a noose from a big red ribbon
Everybody's here
Everybody's here
Jesus fucking Christ, man! Everybody's here
Only 9:30 and I think I need a beer
Only 9:30 and I wanna disappear
'Cause everybody's here and it's time for presents
Mommy wrapped them all, but daddy takes credit
Everybody's thinking it, nobody says it
But I'm feeling loose and I think I'm about to get it
Bitch-ass daddy, you don't know what you're talking about
This right here is why your last wife walked out
Baby boy's grown and he's too big to knock out
Bringing down this house of cards ain't no stopping now
Never had a dinner table growing up
Now you got a house and a pool, oh you're glowing up
Now you're trying to act all nice and I'm throwing up
Put your whole vibe on the beat now I'm blowing up, bitch
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Eggshells, eggshells, walking 'round on eggshells
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Wolz
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