Blow

I think I'm addicted
It's kind of a sickness
I'm trying to quit this
But it's all in my business now
And I'm looking for love
But in all the wrong places
I've seen a million faces, a million places
Still I don't know what my case is
I think I'm addicted

I guess I'm addicted
I guess I'm addicted

You're able to do drugs during the day
And still function, still do your job?
How the fuck else would you do this job?

I'm going to the after party
The dealers gonna be here shortly
But I don't have enough money on me
Can somebody please pay for me?
I'll pay you back I promise
Maybe Monday
Maybe Tuesday or Sunday
But, I think I'm addicted

I guess I'm addicted
I guess I'm addicted

So what am I supposed to do without?
Man I can't quite figure it out
But I guess if you're a lonely child
All you wanna do is numb the crowd
And numb the pain
Make it go away
So you self-medicate just to help your brain
So is this the path of a misfit?

Right. Cocaine, my friend

Oh, don't know what I'm doing
Don't know what I'm losing now
I can't be so loaded
I gotta be focused

I wanna know where I gotta go
Where can I find me some goddamn blow?
I guess I'm addicted
I said I think I'm addicted

I wanna know where I gotta go
Where can I find me some goddamn blow?
I guess I'm addicted

My purpose is to confront it
No matter what it is
Feel it
You gotta feel it
Because if you don't?
You'll BLOW

I know you wanna get high
So let that rush come inside
I know cocaine numbs your brain
But take that sniff anyway

I know you wanna get high
So let that rush come inside
I know cocaine numbs your brain



Credits
Writer(s): Marika Louise Hackman, Rosa Jewel Walton
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