Lyrics Well Wasted - Black Pistol Fire

Well Wasted

Lickin' my fingers so clean
From the bittersweet fever dreams
Stuck up between your teeth
When my minds obscene
Only but one thing I can tell is really on your mind
Smooth operator but I come to make it nice
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the mornin' comes
'Round
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the mornin' comes
'Round
Far cry from a white light
You keep bangin' out an alibi
A generation sedated and shaken
Least we can say it was well wasted
Shakin' in your boots is like a sorry lame excuse
Chalk it up to you
Before we hit you with the truth
Least there’s still a record I can play it on repeat
Cry, baby cry all night long
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the mornin' comes
'Round
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
'Till the mornin' comes
'Round
Far cry from a white light
You keep bangin' out an alibi
You pout, I’ll find
A better way to go and waste my time
A generation sedated and shaken
Self medicatin', well worth the waitin'
So close they almost wanna taste it
Least we can say it was well wasted
Lickin' my fingers so clean
From the bittersweet fever dreams
Stuck up between your teeth
When my minds obscene
Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl
Mornin' comes
'Round
Far cry from a white light
You keep bangin' out an alibi
You pout, I’ll find
A better way to go and waste my time
A generation sedated and shaken
Self medicatin', well worth the waitin'
So close they almost wanna taste it
Least we can say it was well wasted
Well wasted