WASTED

I had a dream, it was so realistic

Woke up in tears with a bottle of whisky

Overslept once again, if there was sunlight I missed it

Crucified to my bed

Crucified to my bed

I like to sleep because it feels like I'm dead

Blood in my dreams, see vivid scenes full of red, oh

Feels like the devil put a gun to my head

Pulled on the trigger but missed

Pulled the trigger but missed me, oh

Yeah, that motherfucker missed me

Now I'm riding with the top dropped off

Through the city feeling goddamn tipsy, yeah

Me and all my demons jumping down when we hit the corner on the left side, yeah

You should see us on our best nights, yeah

We all got vices, mine is

Every single night I roll the dices

And now I'm wasted

Can't pick my face off the floor on some GTA shit

She says I've been here before

And she fucking hates me

My life was better before

All of this fame hit

I'm fucking wasted, no

Oh, oh

What a mess

Honestly I think that I'm depressed, yeah

But nonetheless, I'ma open up another bottle keep my foot up on their necks, yeah

Tried to go to rehab but I passed out

So I'ma drown my body full of Jimmy every single night until I black out

I'm wasted

Can't pick my face off the floor o some GTA shit

She says I've been here before

And she fucking hates me

My life was better before

All of this fame hit

Every day I'm faded (fuck)

I'm wasted

I won't play these games, yeah

I just wanna do what make, what makes you happy, yeah

Take a motherfuckin' whole damn face off

I've been waiting for away, I'm days off

I don't wanna wake up in a waste-town

I don't wanna sleep, yeah

I'm fucking

I'm wasted

I'm wasted