Blisters

Not the type you want to take home to mom
And when your with me you don't really have any fun
You want to break away and take a trip to the sun
I want to play this song until my fingers go numb
Everyday why I feel a pierce in my lung
It seem like me and smoke we just don't get along
And we kiss quiet every time that she run
You can see the clouds as they leaving the gun

Better act right
I know that this my last time
Oh yeah I said that last night
I guess you won

You better act right
I can't keep fucking doing this shit every fucking day
Right girl right girl, this my last time girl
We do this shit over and over
Oh I said that last night?
Well shit I guess I did
I guess you won
I guess you won

Not the type you want to take home to mom
And when your with me you don't really have any fun
You want to break away and take a trip to the sun
I want to play this song until my fingers go numb
Everyday why I feel a pierce in my lung
It seem like me and smoke we just don't get along
And we kiss quiet every time that she run
You can see the clouds as they leaving the gun



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Mullins
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