Spilt Salt

I, I, I, I
I think
I think
I, I, I, I

I think I could die before I hit my prime
Tough luck, these words will haunt your mind
I thought you should know, so I don't waste your time
Nice face, you ain't got much inside
Goddamn, I feel so fine

Hard times are coming, baby
I hate to say it, but you drive me crazy
Pick yourself up, girl, then maybe
You'll understand what I'm saying
Sticks like sugar and it's warm like rain
I'd leave my number, but I think I've done and lost it all again
I'm feeling way too good, tell me why?

I think I could die before I hit my prime
Tough luck, these words will haunt your mind
I thought you should know, so I don't waste your time
Nice face, you ain't got much inside
Goddamn, I feel so fine

You, you know, you know
You know, you know it's not your fault
But you're looking at it like a coke head looks at spilt salt
In the wound, oh you, you know
Oh you, you know it's true
You've lost your mind

I think I could die before I hit my prime
Tough luck, these words will haunt your mind
I thought you should know, so I don't waste your time
Nice face, you ain't got much inside
Goddamn, I feel so fine

I feel so happy, I could die in this place, in this place
And I feel so shitty, you should laugh in my face

I think I could die before I hit my prime
Tough luck, these words will haunt your mind
I thought you should know, so I don't waste your time
Nice face, you ain't got much inside

I think I could die before I hit my prime
Tough luck, these words will haunt your mind
I thought you should know, so I don't waste your time
Nice face, you ain't got much inside
All good things in time
Goddamn, I feel so fine



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Neonakis, Dylan Savopoulos, Piano Whitman, Richard Smith, Sam Athanas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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