Death thoughts Blind Lips
Nervous
Hiding something
Fleeting courage
Don’t escape this
Take a puff
You scared?
One hit
You’ll have fun
I promise
You won’t
Meet death
Man alright
Don’t say anything
Burning yet?
Vision blurred
And really hungry
Asian food?
Ewwww…
The f*ck is that
Moonshine baby
Mom just made it
Let’s get twisted
One swig
You won’t lose
Your mind
Or go blind
I promise
f*ck it
I’m down
What are the
Things at the bottom
Don’t worry about it
Let’s make the most of tonight
Ill invites some hoes
Ding-ding (doorbell sound?)
Hi come in
By the way ladies
Friend needs your help
Joey who?
One by the pool
O with what?
Use that mouth
And make him happy
Two stunning girls
Short white
Dumb blondes
Out of my league
Right up to me
Pulls me to my feet
Takes off my muscle shirt
Turns me around
Light blue pool
Tackled
Roaring
Tasting the bitter
Cleaning agents
Stunned drowning
Eyes open
Not having fun
No vision
Hand around my waist
Body numb
Follows current
On land
Pressure on chest
C-P-R
Throat lumped
Death thoughts
Blind Lips
(2014)
