Lyrics Waste - Arca

Waste

Hey, hard song
It’s almost at the
But now your place, administrate
Take in the noise
Inject the
Sittin' in my head spinnin'
Yeah, he picked up the slack
Fold if you back down
Giving it assholes
Taking it all, all in
Pushing it back home
Nothin' to win, win
You’re runnin' the
Take me
And put another wall up
With my hand
to blame, I hate to say
Blood rush up my crack, the tighter the rope
rain, looking up
Mayne
Why does he know my name?
But you can stay a while
City straits high, high high, high high
Oh high
Now, what’s that sound?
Look at you
Look at me
Look at you
Heavy sippin'
Higher, too real
It’s not the same
Close, better shake that waist
In this place, comes one thing
Turn it up high, high, high
For a long, a long
From the feeling, and I’m
Kinda fucked up
Can’t take the
And you’re sleeping while trippin'
These hits, sniff these
Got you puffing these, got you puffing these
Giving it assholes
Take it all in
Pushin' it back right home
Wit' nothin' to win
You’re runnin' the
Hey, hey