Come Thru / Faded Video (MV)

Eat some shrooms, maybe have a good cry
Free therapy, fly
The guns don't help when saying goodbye
We're too high to riot, too wise to dry up
Two eyes to sky, up, too dark so we light up
That white-white, like coke and heat it
And let the semen spill
Whiter than China cream on her darker skin
Holla please, lemme get two bags of super clean
Throw the beans, let it grow sky high so we smoke the green
Appease the fiend, beg and plead it, f*ck it feed the need
If this high was a woman I'd find Nirvanah
Kurt Cobain it on my bathroom tiles
And if the girl that I wanted was doing lines
Then I'd join her instead of scrutinise
These clouds are all different flavours
But girl your taste is my favorite
I live between your thighs
It's loud the neighbours might hear us
You're overdosing can't bear it
We all want different highs
Walking blazing on Grafton Street
You turn 'round and it dawns on me
Maybe this is it
Those three words jump right to my lips
I'm too wary don't wanna speak
So I take a hit
If word's enough for the wise
Then thoughts suffice for the High
But you can't take a hint
We work cause you take a dive
If I get lost in the tide
And pull me from the brink
I despise our petty trips
My bloodshot eyes, f*ck it let's get lit
It's different highs
When I see you come thru
It's the fire, at certain hours
I want the sun and I might just burn
I might just burn
If that means you'll come thru
I need you to come thru
Uh, tell me do you love me
Tell me can we sneak away and f*ck
While we got comp'ny in the house
See, what's in my veins is novacaine and bubbly
Intravenously obtained we're frequently spotted on trains
In public there's the PDA
I'm tryna leave my DNA all in it
F*ck and fight misbehave and finish you off
Take the pain I can't be too soft
Take the pain I can't be too soft
I despise our petty trips
My bloodshot eyes, f*ck it let's get lit
It's different highs
When I see you come thru
It's the fire, at certain hours
I want the sun and I might just burn
I might just burn
If that means you'll come thru
I need you to come thru
Writing's gone, the paintings faded
I'm heavily sedated
Two spots in the front seat
You're coming home with me
I'm on the edge the views amazing
I'll stretch my hand you'll take it
We're staring like we're strangers
Such little time don't waste it
I'm not worried, I'm not jaded
I'm just a little wasted
If nothing gold can stay
This game has too high stakes
I'll be damned, if we don't make it
Let one deep breath sustain us
Last call then we set sail
The water feels amazing
My vision's turning hazy