Heather

Baby, I've been tripping off laces
Sippin straight with no chases
And I'm slipping on everything
Maybe I should go to bed
I can masturbate instead
Or whatever passes the time
And wipes you from my mind

Ooh
I miss doing cocaine with you
Wish I could just go back in time
And rack each of us one more line
But the bag is all gone now

Ooh maybe I'll tap into a good way
To play the game that's good for me
Fuck it, I'll just go dancing

And I'm losing my damn mind
Since I stopped calling you mine
Yeah it's gonna take some snow
For the ache in my heart to go

Ooh
I miss doing cocaine with you
Wish I could just go back in time
And rack each of us one more line
But the bag is all gone now



Credits
Writer(s): Ruby Komisar, Sam Jackson Willows
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