Drowning in debt it wouldn't hurt to sip slowly
Chase Me I found myself In the morning
My pain is mix with wine and codiene.
My eyes are low I can't see nothing,
I smile for nothing.

Seven hundred waisted on my nothing's
I need to take it
Easy, Easy Easy Easy
Oh this ain't Easy

I re-up
You woke up
This ain't enough
I love the feeling where I can't feel my feeling.

And my car is gone
And my card is decline
And my drink is sweet
Cause I don't have to worry