Black Lungs

[Chorus]

Smoke in my lungs till the fun runs out
Can’t get down were too high right now
Through your eyes I can see the sounds
Through your heart I can feel the ground

Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs

[Verse 1]

Considering that we’re not immortal
We don’t think when we smoke our lungs into the portal
Or when we sink what’s on our minds deep in the bottle
Death watches from a distance just looking cordial
Rare how you don’t care bout all the snapchat filters
Maybe the reason’s that you use real ones
Like cops killing kids in the States use real guns
I guess either way it makes you feel numb
Claim you’re not addicted
Chain smoking every weekend
Your superhuman and this is you’re only weakness
Father time’s ticking and you daughter are in the deep end
Anxious and always been having trouble sleeping
I passively hate it actively care bout you
Take it away but I wouldn’t breathe air without you
You roll some and I pour one
Cali Orange and Vodka shit that’s a good mix
I’d describe it like a kick with a good twist
Still nothing compared to you you’re good hit
But I find that I regret when we do shit
I wake up next to you feeling stupid

[Chorus]

Smoke in my lungs till the fun runs out
Can’t get down were too high right now
Through your eyes I can see the sounds
Through your heart I can feel the ground

Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs

[Verse 2]

Lost in our cycles
Get mad when you’re running low like its my fault
Manipulate your way into my vault
Go to a party that we gotta to be high for
Looking back like I never planned this
To be a part of a world filled with antics
All the while doing undoable damage
Take a drag like I don’t understand it
To suppress the thoughts I don’t wanna deal with
See you’re good company to chill with
But I think that I need someone to heal with
Always numb so you’re no one to feel with
2am is my favourite time
Apart from this you’re my favourite high
A functioning addict
And a low-key romantic
When in your electric field I turn to static
On one of those nights when we were playing like rabbits
I thought we could last forever without your habit
Shit is confusing
You’re my vice and I would hate to lose this

[Chorus]

Smoke in my lungs till the fun runs out
Can’t get down were too high right now
Through your eyes I can see the sounds
Through your heart I can feel the ground

Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs
Black lungs, black lungs