Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poison, artist - Chris Webby. Album song 28 Wednesdays Later, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EightyHD
Song language: English
Poison |
| I’m dangled and twisted |
| So caught up in your bullshit |
| I need something strong |
| To stop that noise and keep me numb |
| Oh, but why do I miss it? |
| When whenever we’re kissing |
| I need something strong |
| To wash that poison of my tongue |
| We the definition of toxicity, cycle don’t stop viciously |
| Feeling like it’s killing me, shit, well, not literally, but |
| I’ve lost sanity, every day’s a calamity |
| Got me wondering why I’m drawn to things that’ll damage me, I |
| Can hardly recognize myself when we together |
| But I’m so caught up in it that I’m convinced it’s getting better |
| Like a shoe that don’t fit, like a bike with no chain |
| So I numb up the pain while she running through my veins with the |
| (Poison) fucking up my brain with the |
| (Poison) stuck with the taste of the |
| (Poison on my tongue) |
| I’m dangled and twisted |
| So caught up in your bullshit |
| I need something strong |
| To stop that noise and keep me numb |
| Oh, but why do I miss it? |
| When whenever we’re kissing |
| I need something strong |
| To wash that poison of my tongue |
| We both forgiven a lot but you’ve been cutting it close |
| Cleaned the slate so many times I’m 'bout to run outta soap |
| We can’t rewind the past with a fucking remote, so fuck it |
| Grab my drink and give me something to smoke |
| Tune it out because I’m sick of this fighting over the little shit |
| Honestly, I don’t even know why I’m playing into it |
| But I am, though, giving you the ammo |
| Just so you can shoot it back at me like fucking Rambo |
| Whatever the pretense, I am on the defense |
| Fighting and we fucking up both like every weekend |
| You blame me, I blame you, it’s all the same game |
| So I numb up the pain while she running through my veins with the |
| (Poison) fucking up my brain with the |
| (Poison) stuck with the taste of the |
| (Poison on my tongue) |
| I’m dangled and twisted |
| So caught up in your bullshit |
| I need something strong |
| To stop that noise and keep me numb |
| Oh, but why do I miss it? |
| When whenever we’re kissing |
| I need something strong |
| To wash that poison of my tongue |
| (Poison) poison |
| (Poison) poison |
| (Poison on my tongue) |
| (Poison) poison |
| (Poison) poison |
| (Poison on my tongue) |