Pound of Flesh

[Chorus: Jacques Miché, Jacques Miché & Joshua Luke Smith, Joshua Luke Smith]
Enough will never be enough
My mind can feel your touch
Blinded by the rush
This pound of flesh, it weighs too much (Yeah)
They're coming for my blood now, at sundown
I drink the whole cup till it runs out and gets me gunned down

[Verse 1: Joshua Luke Smith]
I grow so stupidly
Nothing that's new for me
Ever since school, I've been breaking the rules
To find something new that awakens the muse in me
I've been abusin' me
Losin' the view of me
Actin' a fool
Distract the new for the rules I used to get
I misuse whatеver my flesh requеsts, the truth
Reject the truth, respect the zoot
I'll buy a ten bag it's a [?]
We quiet our mind with violence and crime
There's nothing quite like a night in a youth
We fight, we lose
We're tryna soothe
The pious [compliants?] who tellin' us to
Scared of the silence, with chaos there's kindness
Escape from the town [?]

[Pre-Chorus: Joshua Luke Smith]
We don't know where we're going next (Yeah)
But we ain't done until there's nothing left (Yeah)
Air so cold tonight, man, I can see my breath
A reminder we're alive, but it all ends in death

[Chorus: Jacques Miché, Jacques Miché & Joshua Luke Smith, Joshua Luke Smith]
Enough will never be enough (Always wanting more, man)
My mind can feel your touch (Yeah)
Blinded by the rush (Yeah)
This pound of flesh, it weighs too much (Uh)
They're coming for my blood now, at sundown
I drink the whole cup till it runs out and gets me gunned down

[Verse 2: Deyah, Joshua Luke Smith]
Come down
Gang, gang wanna come down
Don't come 'round
I'm pacin' on my usual
First bag about sundown
Two tickets cost one [?]
So my [A3?] still underground
And rehab is my old line
That's the cold lines I've never found
Nose out of your business
It was wrapped up in a twenty-notes
[?] both hiking
I was bribing, I was twenty low
Zuzu with a chain, sir
Little Morgan for the steady roads
Scripture on my back foot in a white locus called steady flow
Coke settin' off the fizz again
I hear the birds, about six of them
I check my phone, it's like six again
And my nose is raw from the pain again
And I thought I'd never do this again
And I will journey out to the sticks again
I get nosebleeds, and my phone beeps
He's got three grams and a couple Xans (Yeah)
Lord help me

[Chorus: Jacques Miché, Jacques Miché & Joshua Luke Smith, Joshua Luke Smith]
Enough will never be enough (Always wanting more, man)
My mind can feel your touch
Blinded by the rush (Uh, uh)
This pound of flesh, it weighs too much
They're coming for my blood now, at sundown
I drink the whole cup till it runs out and gets me gunned down

[Outro Joshua Luke Smith, Jacques Miché & Joshua Luke Smith]
(Ooh, ayy, ooh) Always wanting more, man
(Ooh, ayy, ooh) Yeah, yeah
(Ooh, ayy, ooh) Uh
(Ooh, ayy, ooh) They're coming for my blood now, at sundown
I drink the whole cup till it runs out and gets me gunned down