Gumption

They can't catch me if I'm dead
Metaphorically, of course
They don't like what I said
I ain't showing no remorse
Beat a fucking dead horse
Then I climb inside the torso
I just need to feel warmth
I just need to see your soul

Fuck it, I came back like cancer but I had no answer
Thats me, I'm a little romancer
I don't got no slander
Hey shordie let me get a gander
Any wish I grant her
Saw her at a party last night, she a dancer
And she got that banter

When I get home, we get comfortable
I never have no assumptions
You should know that I'm trustable, but I appreciate your gumption
Leave me alone, I'm insufferable
I don't want no interruption
Give me the phone let me talk to 'em
I think I'm getting a concussion

Gutter mouth, I be such a lyricist
Paint a picture of a thousand images
Headed south, got a couple licks to hit
They don't know me so I stay anonymous
Give me brain like a fucking physicist
I'm insane, isn't it obvious
Trade it out for a bad psychiatrist
Give me pills, give me antibiotics

That last line gave me syphilis
Al Capone but I'm on a pirate ship
This drink got me delirious
Sip again 'cause I'm fucking curious
That girl was a Sagittarius
Looked it up 'cause I was oblivious
This world out here will bury us
'Cause we're made from the same material

Yeah we're made from the same material
I drink gin when I meet the general
Drink beer when I eat the birria
Wake up and I'm feeling terrible
I asked god if he could hurry up
Maybe he's got a different carrier
I ain't scared 'cause I'm feeling sturdier
Heart so cold I got hypothermia

(I ain't scared 'cause I'm feeling sturdier
Heart so cold I got hypothermia)

When I get home, we get comfortable
I never have no assumptions
You should know that I'm trustable, but I appreciate your gumption
Leave me alone, I'm insufferable
I don't want no interruption
Give me the phone let me talk to 'em
I think I'm getting a concussion



Credits
Writer(s): Webb Dieter
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