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Head Rush
03:47
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You said you loved me
While his spit still on your tongue
You said you've changed
And I'm too naive to notice
You, used, to, built, me, up,
Now, you, broken, me, down!
There's no way, you can,
make this better.
I hate who, I am,
when I'm with you.
-You're a head rush
resembled to whiskey down my throat
it's burning every
mapped pin memory.
You're a head Rush
Resembled to whiskey down my throat
(I'm unstable, I'm a burden,
I'll never know best!)
I'm Itching for a drink to hold,
end the night with my head
on the dashboard!
This is to spite where we went wrong
I see right through you
Like you're a ghost!
I'm not, the person you want to hate,
You still ,love to burn me everyday.
you drag, my words through the dirt. Leaving my lungs tainted just like your heart.
I don't !
Want to chase every time,
about you!
That toxic smile made me,
love you!
All I want to do is rush,
and forget you!
Are you, where, you want to be,
Are you, in gloom, like me ?!
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Good Guy Joe
03:47
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I've hit rock bottom
Trying to fix life
With a temporary high
I've hit rock bottom
Watching porn 3 times a night
I'm lonely but I'm comfortable
I've hit rock bottom!
I miss your touch
I miss your kiss
But all we ever are is just sex.
You want something more
And I can't give it
I'm always stuck in my head
You say I should see a therapist
So they can tell me I'm
sick?
So they can tell me I've lost my spirit?
When I know I'm fucking depressed!
You made me this way, but I'm to blame?
I've hit rock bottom
We're Lying in bed while you're lying to him
You're single and free
yet you're kissing me.
I've hit rock bottom!
I'm rejecting sleep
And I can't eat.
(Im doin it again!)
Love is fake
Don't believe a word they say
3 years in a miserable state
3 years and I hate myself
(Good Guy Joe)!
He's the man with the master plan oh
Drinking his way to death oh!
I've hit rock bottom.
Trying to fix life with a temporary high
I've hit rock bottom.
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Trophy Boy
03:47
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I'm a nervous wreck without an appetite to live.
And You gave up that easy
When I wasn't looking!
Nice to know I was the "pick me up" you needed
Nice to know I'm a drug
I used to be, the Trophy boy, you held so close.
You're just another chemical mixed in my confused drunk heart, In love with the idea of being in love.
Youre the first and last thing
I think about when I wake up and go to sleep
I bet you don't do the same for me FUCK !
I'm the result of what you made me become
That's what I mostly hate about myself!
I want to make you proud
I just don't know how.
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