Something Ain’t Right

Something ain’t right with the sunshine, baby
We can only go out at night
Meet me out back of the jack shack, maybe
We can get a bag, grab a cab
Losing control
Fall down just to get up
You know how it goes
Ride around like we’re gangsters
Calling on my flow

You’re my addiction
I​​n​ ​a world turning cold
Addiction
Children bought and sold

Blowing fat stacks with the cool kids, honey
Running for your life
Chewing on rats with the fat cats, baby
Fighting to survive

Something ain’t right with the world gone crazy
Our lips are turning white
Hanging on tight in the shadows, baby
Catching all the fads, good or bad
Selling our souls
You look like an angel
But you come to all the shows
Hanging around the devil
Begging for one more blow

You’re my addiction
In​ ​a world turning cold
Addiction
Children bought and sold
Blowing fat stacks with the cool kids, honey
Running for your life
Chewing on rats with the fat cats, baby
Fighting to survive

You’re my addiction
I​​n​ ​a world turning cold
Addiction
Children bought and sold

Blowing fat stacks with the cool kids, honey
Running for your life
Chewing on rats with the fat cats, baby
Fighting to survive