Ultralord
Looks like
I'm running out of
Daylight
Tonight
My future's looking
Snowwhite
Weekend
I'm hitting up a
Bad friend
What's that?
His car does smell like
Inscence
Where's my drugs?
Guess they might be in the trunk
Can you check?
No, I can't
It's my back
It's a hernia
So I can't move whatsoever
That makes sense
Just a sec
Be right back
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
I feel like I am such waste
Like anyone could take my place
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
I feel like I am such waste
Like anyone could take my place
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
What are you into?
Are you like me?
Barely awake and yet
Drowning in sleep
Blatant narcissism
Laced with blood
I follow the line
That never stops
Would you care for a smoke?
I've got places to be
Are you killing yourself?
Or is it just me
Do you like to watch sports?
Was that okay to ask?
I wanna get robbed
But not before we've danced
I've kissed your neck
While talking whales
I'll choke on air I don't exhale
No disrespect
No braindead males
A millionaire
That sticks to ale
A vegan chef
Whose breastfed said
Your story's great
But dude, your hair's a mess
The ceiling sweats into my eyes
I'm slowly going blind
And I love it
God knows I fucking love it
God knows I fucking love it
God knows I fucking love it
God knows I fucking...
Love it
Love it
Love it
God knows I fucking love it
I'm running out of
Daylight
Tonight
My future's looking
Snowwhite
Weekend
I'm hitting up a
Bad friend
What's that?
His car does smell like
Inscence
Where's my drugs?
Guess they might be in the trunk
Can you check?
No, I can't
It's my back
It's a hernia
So I can't move whatsoever
That makes sense
Just a sec
Be right back
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
I feel like I am such waste
Like anyone could take my place
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
I feel like I am such waste
Like anyone could take my place
I don't know
If anyone
Will ever know what I have done
What are you into?
Are you like me?
Barely awake and yet
Drowning in sleep
Blatant narcissism
Laced with blood
I follow the line
That never stops
Would you care for a smoke?
I've got places to be
Are you killing yourself?
Or is it just me
Do you like to watch sports?
Was that okay to ask?
I wanna get robbed
But not before we've danced
I've kissed your neck
While talking whales
I'll choke on air I don't exhale
No disrespect
No braindead males
A millionaire
That sticks to ale
A vegan chef
Whose breastfed said
Your story's great
But dude, your hair's a mess
The ceiling sweats into my eyes
I'm slowly going blind
And I love it
God knows I fucking love it
God knows I fucking love it
God knows I fucking love it
God knows I fucking...
Love it
Love it
Love it
God knows I fucking love it
Credits
Writer(s): Bart Hens, Glenn Maes, Hendrik Vanden Berk, Jef Jenaer, Niels Tuijaerts, Silke Ravesloot
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