Lemme see your underwear, baby.
I wanna see it.
And I don’t really care about the prudes and nonbelievers
These are alleyways but did they think that all we had was trash?
These are late night supersonic elastic bags
I’m in trouble for my loving and I’m singing it away.
You’re in trouble with another and you’re putting off today.
And I don’t know anything baby but I know what works for me.
I know this shit ain’t free.
Just give me reasons not to sleep.
Aderall and nicotine and then an 18 hour dream to kill the shakes and slow us down.
Captain, buy another round. These kids can’t even talk right now.
The force is taking shots downtown.
And all I ever wanted was to see.
And to have you motherfuckers see with me.
I can’t sleep cuz my side burns up my foolish pride
And all my dumb promises will be exposed as lies.
I know what’s coming and I know where I stand.
Baby, you got a heavy hand.
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