Bamberdöst - You Drain Me Lyrics

Pressed your buttons, played your game. Feels like you came, dressing like you're leaving
On call wild roll you need. Roll quarters in my pocket, I'm not that happy to see you

I could say no, but sometimes I like getting blown

We're getting down, I'm getting low
You drain me
Fill this void so hollow
You drain me

Fractured feelings born to loose. Tight in the noose, smothered strangulation
Classic defiled ride you need. Seven pre-rolls in my pocket, to tolerate my own existence

I could say no, but sometimes I like getting blown

We're getting down, I'm getting low
You drain me
Fill this void so hollow
You drain me

Starve or feed your psyche. You're invited, open invitation, but I won't get too excited
If I hold my breath, I know how that'll end. Anyway, I hope you're on the mend

We're getting down, I'm getting low
You drain me
Fill this void so hollow
You drain me