NHS // Silicon Carbide

Hands out when you fall to the floor
My music deteriorating the more
Been incog since I seen the corpse
These blunts getting twisted like torsion
That's why my palms sweating in the morning
Light headed in the midst of the course
Who the fuck taught you kids about beats
Oh you played it? Then show me the chords
Chest clench back
Shrooms got my stomach feeling like a panic attack
Flummoxed, but still on the ground like I'm handling that
Spliff burn at an angle because of the wax
I cannot deal with my bargaining
I barely know you, fuck off with all of that marketing
The boys smoking rosin out silicon carbide, it's no charring it



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Lacey
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