I leave the flat, coat on - all leather
I got a plan to meet the girls - all Heathers
And JD got the coke and he's being restless
He'll put the barrell to your boat just to impress us
And bad boys bag a baddie and ain't cos he bangong on 'em ballied up and aggy
It's the baggage that he carries
The damage got me tallying the time until we marry - hope his trial miscarries
I hoard death-row letters score stories of hexes and love vendettas
The more that he's wretched I call and collect him
The down, out and desperate; a morbid selection
And I'm a vulture of the tragic, tumultuously captive in this masochist matching
A paradox of parasitic gifting and attachment
I'll give it cos you're lacking but I'll take your spirit's atoms
I'll get you off the drugs have you hooked on my love
I'll pick you off the floor leave you wanting some more
See I got this little trick where I treat you with a peak
It'll get you out your coffin have you knocking at my door
I'll get you off the drugs have you hooked on my love
I'll pick you off the floor leave you wanting some more
See I got this little trick where I treat you with a peak
It'll get you out your coffin have you knocking at my door
This guy I tweet is kinda sweet but it's kinda peak
He's under 6 feet I might just decline to meet
He said that's really shallow and try dig deep
When I agreed he sent me shovels and a couple peeps
They seem to source me; the taunted and the poorly
He awfully adored me but his thoughts were kinda gory
I blocked calls and told him that he shouldn't mourn me
But now he likes to haunt me through his Instagram stories
His PTSD makes me write back
I find that his mind's like a minefield - I like that
And P.S. the D gimme flashbacks - I'll cache that for climax
No Imac, my minds eye's an iMax
And when I'm bored of the agro
I'm on my jack jones watching Spawn on my Mac Pro
I'll be back though cos I'm torn like a black hole
Stack dough and grow? Or reform all these trapped souls?
I'll get you off the drugs have you hooked on my love
I'll pick you off the floor leave you wanting some more
See I got this little trick where I treat you with a peak
It'll get you out your coffin have you knocking at my door
I'll get you off the drugs have you hooked on my love
I'll pick you off the floor leave you wanting some more
See I got this little trick where I treat you with a peak
It'll get you out your coffin have you knocking at my door