DØVES - COOL (ft. HORSE HEAD) | Текст песни

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• COOL (ft. HORSE HEAD)

it's so coooool...

you’re so champagne
I’m a charmer, self-harmer, I’m in pain
got shadows in my brain, whiskey in my veins
ran a couple blocks to see if I could call your name
whispered on your leg, cigarette stained breath
got me with the vain hex, slow death, same sex
I want this forever, followed you into that main bed
curl up for hours in your veins until I’m painless
feeling like paintdeath, all marble floors
bottles in the bath and you’re hanging on my door
palm springs like that, summer roberts with the coors
friends seeing glass, white powder, crystal court
you and I in the all white benz, chasing street
cold hart’s friend with that interview on noisey (vice on me, like I’m #GBC)
girls whisper in the back seat
is that wicca phase on this thraxx beat

call me in the bed last night
call you to the back right...
call you personally
you put me on hold last week
hide the drugs in your bag Gucci
I'm about my weed
you can't get off the phone with me
eyes on me
hold you down for keeps
I whisper now that I feel weak
charmer on repeat
I got scars on me
tie me there...
slow come on...
an icy kind of breathing so come on
everything is hard where I belong
just so you know that I miss someone...