f*cked lyrics
by fats’e
[Intro]
God, this sh*t is f*cked up
God, this sh*t is f*cked up
[Chorus: Lil Lotus]
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
[Verse 1: 93FEETOFSMOKE]
Bands around my neck, I'm just struggling to stay up
Water in my breath, I'm still swallowing the salt but
Grasping for new air, smoking lungs filled with ash dust
Electric turned off for about two weeks, f*ck
[Chorus: 93FEETOFSMOKE & Lil Lotus]
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
[Verse 2: Lil Lotus]
I know we'll wake up in the morning, telling each other we're sorry
Sick to my stomach, throw up in the toilet
Caught up on each others snap stories
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
[Chorus: 93FEETOFSMOKE & Lil Lotus]
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
Hands around my neck, every night we're getting too drunk
Bruises on my chest, yeah, I swear to god this sh*t is f*cked up
[Outro]
God, this sh*t is f*cked up
God, this sh*t is f*cked up