Smoking on this superstitious
Always rolling with my pack mother f*ckers raise suspicion
Cigarettes to my left and I'm itching
Maybe I should calm a nerve
I've been short with my words like my breath
Smoking on this superstitious
Always rolling with my pack mother f*ckers raise suspicion
Cigarettes to my left and I'm itching
Maybe I should calm a nerve
I've been short with my words like my breath
Feeling so alert to some shit that I have learned
But whats next?
I've been short with my words like my breath
Feeling so alert to some shit that I have learned
But whats next?
I've been short with my words like my breath
Smoking my shit cause I'm sick in the head
I've been stuck at work, wish I was sick in bed
Casper the Hoax - Supersti(sus) Lyrics
Casper the Hoax - Supersti(sus) Lyrics
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Smoking on this superstitious
Always rolling with my pack mother f*ckers raise suspicion
Cigarettes to my left and I'm itching
Maybe I should calm a nerve
I've been short with my words like my breath
Smoking on this superstitious
Always rolling with my pack mother f*ckers raise suspicion
Cigarettes to my left and I'm itching
Maybe I should calm a nerve
I've been short with my words like my breath
Feeling so alert to some shit that I have learned
But whats next?
I've been short with my words like my breath
Feeling so alert to some shit that I have learned
But whats next?
I've been short with my words like my breath
Smoking my shit cause I'm sick in the head
I've been stuck at work, wish I was sick in bed
Always rolling with my pack mother f*ckers raise suspicion
Cigarettes to my left and I'm itching
Maybe I should calm a nerve
I've been short with my words like my breath
Smoking on this superstitious
Always rolling with my pack mother f*ckers raise suspicion
Cigarettes to my left and I'm itching
Maybe I should calm a nerve
I've been short with my words like my breath
Feeling so alert to some shit that I have learned
But whats next?
I've been short with my words like my breath
Feeling so alert to some shit that I have learned
But whats next?
I've been short with my words like my breath
Smoking my shit cause I'm sick in the head
I've been stuck at work, wish I was sick in bed
Writer: Octavian Theoret
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