K.Flay - Life as a Dog (Deluxe Version)

Fever

I doubt that this is love
But I don't get enough of it
A fever when it comes
A fever when it doesn't hit
I got a couple hundred dollars but nobody to call, call
I got a couple hundred dollars but nobody to call

Blacked out, lit up
No sleep in my system
Misspelled my own name
Passwords, well I guessed them
Maxims, well I test them
Bedroom just closing in
Yesterday's too distant

Write it down so I don't forget I said
I, I, I've got some missed calls, oversights
Messages that I'll never get
Pitfalls of a broken life
Texted him, no supply
Waiting on shit to level off

Swear if I spill it I'll make sure to save it up off the carpet
I plan to be taking off
Indigo shades, windows all tinted
It's just a phase that maybe I'll finish
Went from minimum wage to maybe no limit

I'm just afraid that my cynical ways might mean that I won't be ending the sentence
I doubt that this is love
But I don't get enough of it
A fever when it comes
A fever when it doesn't hit
I doubt that this is love
Feeling more like suffering
'Cause even when it comes
Even when it doesn't hit
I got a couple hundred dollars but nobody to call, call
I got a couple hundred dollars but nobody to call

Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all

White teeth, real gold
Head spinning like real slow
Wake me up at 10, 20s in my bill fold
Got me with that steel toe
Should have known there's a price to pay
Might be why I feel so fucked up like any time of day
I mean I, I, I've got some deadlines, concerns
Asking me about how I've been
Said fine, but I'm unsure

Next line on the curb, you could say that that's desperate
But panic been seizing my chest
I've been pressed to the ceiling, I'm needing a sedative
Spinning in place, wanting a respite
Point that I break, not gonna respect it
Yeah, I'm in L.A., but my mind is in Texas
Like fuck it but what can I say
When nothing remains out of the question

I doubt that this is love
But I don't get enough of it
A fever when it comes
A fever when it doesn't hit
I got a couple hundred dollars but nobody to call, call
I got a couple hundred dollars but nobody to call

Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all
Guess I'll be blowing it all

Blowing it all
Blowing it all
Blowing it all
Blowing it all
Blowing it all
Blowing it all
Blowing it all
Blowing it all

Credits
Writer(s): Kristine Flaherty, Justyn Pilbrow
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