Okay I got a problem maybe Happy Pills will mask it
Artificial feelings tied up neatly in a package
I'm f*ckin sick and tired of all you carbon copy trap kids
Stunting talking Thugging talking drugging like they Travis
Guns and greed guns and greed
Gotta keep feedin that war machine
All you need is that cup of lean
Couple gold chains and golden teeth
Golden Speech Golden seed
Think it will grow into your golden tree
Fruit covered in that gold leaf
Coup covered in that golden fleece
Well think again and think of me
Find Nirvana, soaked in bleach.
Find a mantra, go in peace
We other world, we outta reef
We solar flares we overheat
I count the stars I live my dream
You shepard hard, your talk is cheap
Like counting sheep go the f*ck to sleep.
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, telling me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
I am standing in the crater of a moon just like an obelisque, letting go of the world and all it's f*ckin awkwardness
You may think that what im telling you is quite perposterous but look inside and free your mind of that tiny box it's in.
I think I curse I f*ck
I sink your fate not luck man
Stand up when others duck yeah
When a face down dirt in the muck man
This cat's tounge speech get a rough and like I haven't drank enough man
When the weekend comes and the nights get dumb and the sheets get eaten up
The only thing I bite is my pen like two drunk chicks going end to end
Ghost writes cost a million
Every story needs a villan
Sitting in the dark with a shitty grin
Choke the throat and steal the wind
Never givin up, never giving in til it goes black obsidian.
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, tellin me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
We're from different planets, you and us, our languages entangle us.
Certain words you cannot trust like candy paint or angel dust
Innocent but do not touch try to eat or have for lunch
Lose your teeth your mind and such
So buckle up my butter cup
No white flags no parlay
Red cards we barclay
Blow up like Pompeii
We giants here like andre
US to the Uk
Are you blessed like I can't day
Five start like Protoje
Yeah Mob deep like all day. F*ck
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, tellin me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
Sword Beach - Happy Pills (feat. Karra) Lyrics
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Okay I got a problem maybe Happy Pills will mask it
Artificial feelings tied up neatly in a package
I'm f*ckin sick and tired of all you carbon copy trap kids
Stunting talking Thugging talking drugging like they Travis
Guns and greed guns and greed
Gotta keep feedin that war machine
All you need is that cup of lean
Couple gold chains and golden teeth
Golden Speech Golden seed
Think it will grow into your golden tree
Fruit covered in that gold leaf
Coup covered in that golden fleece
Well think again and think of me
Find Nirvana, soaked in bleach.
Find a mantra, go in peace
We other world, we outta reef
We solar flares we overheat
I count the stars I live my dream
You shepard hard, your talk is cheap
Like counting sheep go the f*ck to sleep.
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, telling me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
I am standing in the crater of a moon just like an obelisque, letting go of the world and all it's f*ckin awkwardness
You may think that what im telling you is quite perposterous but look inside and free your mind of that tiny box it's in.
I think I curse I f*ck
I sink your fate not luck man
Stand up when others duck yeah
When a face down dirt in the muck man
This cat's tounge speech get a rough and like I haven't drank enough man
When the weekend comes and the nights get dumb and the sheets get eaten up
The only thing I bite is my pen like two drunk chicks going end to end
Ghost writes cost a million
Every story needs a villan
Sitting in the dark with a shitty grin
Choke the throat and steal the wind
Never givin up, never giving in til it goes black obsidian.
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, tellin me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
We're from different planets, you and us, our languages entangle us.
Certain words you cannot trust like candy paint or angel dust
Innocent but do not touch try to eat or have for lunch
Lose your teeth your mind and such
So buckle up my butter cup
No white flags no parlay
Red cards we barclay
Blow up like Pompeii
We giants here like andre
US to the Uk
Are you blessed like I can't day
Five start like Protoje
Yeah Mob deep like all day. F*ck
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, tellin me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
Artificial feelings tied up neatly in a package
I'm f*ckin sick and tired of all you carbon copy trap kids
Stunting talking Thugging talking drugging like they Travis
Guns and greed guns and greed
Gotta keep feedin that war machine
All you need is that cup of lean
Couple gold chains and golden teeth
Golden Speech Golden seed
Think it will grow into your golden tree
Fruit covered in that gold leaf
Coup covered in that golden fleece
Well think again and think of me
Find Nirvana, soaked in bleach.
Find a mantra, go in peace
We other world, we outta reef
We solar flares we overheat
I count the stars I live my dream
You shepard hard, your talk is cheap
Like counting sheep go the f*ck to sleep.
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, telling me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
I am standing in the crater of a moon just like an obelisque, letting go of the world and all it's f*ckin awkwardness
You may think that what im telling you is quite perposterous but look inside and free your mind of that tiny box it's in.
I think I curse I f*ck
I sink your fate not luck man
Stand up when others duck yeah
When a face down dirt in the muck man
This cat's tounge speech get a rough and like I haven't drank enough man
When the weekend comes and the nights get dumb and the sheets get eaten up
The only thing I bite is my pen like two drunk chicks going end to end
Ghost writes cost a million
Every story needs a villan
Sitting in the dark with a shitty grin
Choke the throat and steal the wind
Never givin up, never giving in til it goes black obsidian.
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, tellin me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
We're from different planets, you and us, our languages entangle us.
Certain words you cannot trust like candy paint or angel dust
Innocent but do not touch try to eat or have for lunch
Lose your teeth your mind and such
So buckle up my butter cup
No white flags no parlay
Red cards we barclay
Blow up like Pompeii
We giants here like andre
US to the Uk
Are you blessed like I can't day
Five start like Protoje
Yeah Mob deep like all day. F*ck
When everything is black and white, I just create my own picture, picture.
While everyone is killing time, happy pills in my liquor, liquor.
Voices all over my head, tellin me not to pretend
When everything is black and white I'm gonna paint my own picture, picture.
Writer: Jeoff Harris, Kelly Paige Watson, William Egan
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes