| Red wine and Xanax
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| Vicodin and my girlfriend
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| Percocet and our problems
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| Life turned to a whirlwind
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| Trying to figure it out
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| Where it all went wrong
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| ‘Cause I feel her slipping away
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| So now I’m just trying to hold on
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| The beat drop and her heart stop
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| Mad at me so she screams
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| Says she feels so trapped
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| Reasons she she can’t leave
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| So she takes down like two Xans, some chardonnay and some weed
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| Find ourselves in the same position
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| That we were trapped last week
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| Problems never really disappears they just reappear
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| Now im well aware
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| That this cycle we’re in mixed Vicodin and it constantly repeats
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| This apartment turned into a pharmacy, self medicate can’t hardly leave
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| We hate each other, we love each other, that’s half of my heart she’s part of me
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| But I burry it down so hard to reach
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| No emotion just arguing
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| And I can see the change in her face, when the poison it pumps through her all
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| of her arteries
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| And feels like were locked in prison
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| Never take time to stop and listen
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| Crush them and sniff them on top the counter
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| Every single time we inside the kitchen
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| High til we crash like a car collision
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| Used to be happy lost our vision
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| Love vs. drugs is the competition;
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| Loving me has been a contradiction (I know)
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| Red wine and Xanax
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| Vicodin and my girlfriend
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| Percocet and our problems
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| Life turned to a whirlwind
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| Trying to figure it out
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| Where it all went wrong
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| ‘Cause I feel her slipping away
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| So now I’m just trying to hold on
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| Ok the beat drop and my heart stops
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| Percocet in my jeans
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| Take out a handful
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| Then we take two of each
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| Melt away in this bed of ours, fighting it seems to cease
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| Reality is just problem filled, we’d rather just live in a dream
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| Use to be fun and games
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| Now we do it just to get by
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| Love the drugs, love the rush
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| But the come down’s worse than the high
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| At first it was all just Rock and Roll, can’t pinpoint when we lost control
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| Went from weed in the optimo- blowing shotgun rings, lock and load
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| Now its like we lost all hope, changed from an open road
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| Opiate overload
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| Praying to God we don’t overdose
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| We can make it out alive
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| I just gotta say goodbye
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| You just gotta break all ties
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| I just gotta pay no mind
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| Someones gotta take some action
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| Gotta get up out the madness
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| Pack your bags, you can leave the baggage
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| Take the good times, leave the sadness
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| Red wine and Xanax
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| Vicodin and my girlfriend
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| Percocet and our problems
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| Life turned to a whirlwind
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| Trying to figure it out
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| Where it all went wrong
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| ‘Cause I feel her slipping away
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| So now I’m just trying to hold on |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Wine & Xanax, artist - Kyle Lucas. Album song Marietta, Georgia: The Album, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп