Dressing up, is that really you?
I could not believe its true
You a scam
I trade you for a gram
I'm addicted to the bold claims
You were too good at the ball games
I'm addicted to the pain
Of the needle in my vein
I'm addicted to the bold claims
You were too good at the ball games
I'm addicted to the pain
Of the needle in my vein
Had you in my arms, but I choked
Was the devil, but you pray to be the one
I was wrong
Bitch I'm on a mission, but you hold me to the floor
I'm lost, but I couldn't f*cking know
I lust for better days
All I see is the clouds turning grey
I'm stranded at the middle of the swamp
Sinking in
Lucky for the arm of the demon reaching in
I'm addicted to the bold claims
You were too good at the ball games
I'm addicted to the pain
Of the needle in my vein
I'm addicted to the bold claims
You were too good at the ball games
I'm addicted to the pain
Of the needle in my vein
Left the better part of me alone
Gotta collect the f*cking pieces that I owe
To the devil for the better cause
I've been tryna ressurect
But I can't do that on my own
I'm addicted to the naloxone
Struggle with the oxytocin
On God
Playing games
Bitch, looking like a ballplayer
But I fall, trapped I go on and on
Deep into the forest
I'm addicted to the bold claims
You were too good at the ball games
I'm addicted to the pain
Of the needle in my vein
I'm addicted to the bold claims
You were too good at the ball games
I'm addicted to the pain
Of the needle in my vein