Oh he hits the car
Well all I got is the fight in you
I don’t see the door
Well got fucked up in your front yard
'cause i just wanna be there now
I just don’t feel like I could be sober
So I'll stay indoors do whatever you want
You can fuck me up if it means I'm your whore
And the toxic airs getting tighter to breath
I just don’t know what’s fucking wrong
I see you
Breath your soul up
Your all that I see
Its icy
Spun out