Free Drink Ticket lyrics

by

Peaches


[Verse 1]
Crush you, it’s what I must do
You crossed the line and I'm not having it
I can't control it and I roll over it
You're sh*t now, I'm on my side
Confront, f*ck your front
Juggle crap to crap, I'm not having that
Spit it out, you can't
Let me spit for you or on you

Looking out for number one, that's me
I'm number f*cking one, no sympathy for your weakness
You're chicken sh*t

Fumbling falling, I wanna hear you hit bottom
Fumbling falling, I wanna hear you hit bottom
I wanna see you break your fall
I know you're falling
I wanna kick you when you're down
Yes I'm angry, yes I am
How quick it can switch
Chicken sh*t

Hide in your little bar where you’re the king of free drink tickets
Wow impressive
Impressive what you do with a little bit of power
I wanna be there when you implode
Measly little power
Another free drink for you
[Chorus]
Your personality turned to white powder
Your brain’s clammed up chowder
Your personality turned to white powder
Your brain’s clammed up chowder

[Post-Chorus]
I gave and you pretended
I gave and you pretended

[Verse 2]
Who the f*ck are you, I have no idea
You were sh*tting on me, how could I not smell it
f*ck you

Answer me, answer any of my questions
Ok, ask me anything
Spit it out, spit
Let me spit for you
Spineless coward, I can't f*cking stand liars

I want you to slip away
Fade into the night
Skin so grey, touch so empty

I want to hurt you now
I think bad thoughts about you
People say life's too short but I need to feel this
Go get your free drink
Go get your free drink
Go get your free drink

[Chorus]
Your personality turned to white powder
Your brain’s clammed up chowder
Your personality turned to white powder
Your brain’s clammed up chowder

[Verse 3]
Congratulations on being such a f*cking good liar
Congratulations on not getting caught for so many years
Congratulations on being the most evasive person I have ever known

I'm in so much f*cking pain right now
I want you to feel it
I wanna rip you apart with my bare hands
I wanna crush your bones
I want to cut you

[Chorus]
Your personality turned to white powder
Your brain’s clammed up chowder
Your personality turned to white powder
Your brain’s clammed up chowder
[Outro]
Another free drink ticket
Will that make it ok
Drink up b*tch
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