While you worried about the burdens of yesterday We're just smoking and passing the time until we pass away I throw it to you you throw it to me I pass it right back x2
I count the cracks in the ceiling I long to be dreaming away from this feeling Fuck everybody that's honest I hold my breathe a little longer Eyes rollin back in my head now I see how they said Bones boy you got a problem
It's late in the city the lights how they glow Blurry the smoke appear more when it's cold This time last year we were half as known It's funny when ramen ain't what's on the stove
Hold on wait a minute I don't think these bitches get it x4 Hold on I don't think these bitches get it x2 No no