Vacant
Smoking like a loaded
(Smoking like a loaded)
Shooting all your problems away
Spoon full of ice in your veins
So close to coming undone
(So close to coming undone)
Hanging by a thread and the needles on the tip of your tongue
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing, all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing, all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
Just give me second to get rid of it
All these conscious thoughts oh your sick of it
Feeling hungry for more, just a little bit
Living off of cocaine and ritalin
When I see your shoulders sink down to your sides
I can tell your vacant for the night
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
(Smoking like a loaded)
Shooting all your problems away
Spoon full of ice in your veins
So close to coming undone
(So close to coming undone)
Hanging by a thread and the needles on the tip of your tongue
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing, all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing, all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
Just give me second to get rid of it
All these conscious thoughts oh your sick of it
Feeling hungry for more, just a little bit
Living off of cocaine and ritalin
When I see your shoulders sink down to your sides
I can tell your vacant for the night
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
When your shoulders sink down to your sides
And your face is losing all its pride
When I see the blood seep in your eyes
I can tell your vacant for the night
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Writer(s): Isaiah Moussa
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