Vine Star Rehab

You saw me unwind in a hurricane stride
The abyss it ain’t fit for my case
But I’m just a cunning cool stray
You’re just my ACH
I was big on vine before I hit my prime
And the risky shit whisked me away
For I’m not no 60’s kitsch bitch
Found upstate in a lake

And I got you feel it hard cause I’m too hype
Cause I wanna be a moon in the sun light
Do you wanna bear the scars of creation
Balls to the wall end it all in frustration
Do you wanna keep it all on the down low
Hard when you’re part of the heat and sound though
Can’t deny a reply to a fellow sinner
Demon to tree, man this is your winter

And I got you roll over when I want to
Bet your pretty little soul imma haunt you
Don’t need no reasoning to toss me
Hardcore ASMR where you squash me
You need a girl who sing a lower key
I need a way to bite a hand that feed
You lived your life
Don't feel bad
Hell is a five star rehab