Pressure always liked staying with me
Got the drinks got the drugs and thats on me
He thinks he knows me and so does she
Think they got the key but im running free
I think powder and ash set me up better
Lines getting wider on my credentials letter
Uppers mixed with uppers so fucking high
Up on the clouds I lie on this floor I'll die
Another dip into the abyss then I'm back
Listless and dull send me back
I want my brain to go slack
You talk about paper stacks
But I just want it all black
Cataracts light streams through my face
Stars burning out never kept the pace
Handles and ounces to the face
I'll finish first and lose the race