Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vices, artist - Blue Franklin.
Date of issue: 18.07.2018
Song language: English
Vices |
I pump my tired body full of gasoline |
I tell my bitter consciousness that could be me |
Then see his face again up on a TV screen |
I got some habits that I cannot seem to break |
I got some friends that at this point I’m sure are fake |
I’m told that I should love myself and fuck the rest |
But those same people hate to see me at my best |
Drugs, money, sex, mmm |
We can’t live without it |
Drugs, money, sex, yeah |
Don’t even try to doubt it |
Drugs, money, sex, uhhh |
Uh baby that’s the stuff |
Drugs, money, sex, urgh |
We all can’t get enough |
I turned sixteen and real soon after I got caught |
My mum was like: «I can’t believe you’re smoking pot» |
I’m like: «But mum I swear to God I’m really not» |
Then felt the dime bag in my pocket I just bought (oops) |
Everybody sees me perfect, that boy’s got no flaws (yeah) |
I hope that the glow up was worth it |
I pose and clench my jaw |
If you got the body then work it (work it, work it) |
And bow to the applause |
Look at me under the surface |
Nobody thinks to pause |
Drugs, money, sex, mmm |
We can’t live without it |
Drugs, money, sex, yeah |
Don’t even try to doubt it |
Drugs, money, sex, uhhh |
Uh baby that’s the stuff |
Drugs, money, sex, urgh |
We all can’t get enough |
is all the hustle |
It’s time to prove yourself |
is all the hustle |
It’s time to count your wealth |
is all the hustle |
Please look at all my stuff |
is all the hustle |
And it was all for what? |