Lyrics Me, Liquor & God - Oncue, Night Beds

Me, Liquor & God

How’s a city that never sleeps
The same city of dreams
When your team fucking up
Fucking with your self esteem
Takin' food off your table
When you can’t afford to eat
The ones you came out the gate
With tellin' you it’s all straight
Shit, but no it’s not
When your momma say shit
She’s selling the house
And moving into her brother’s basement
And I can do shit about
Pretty much a grown man
Who can’t afford his own rent
Man this shit make like no sense
I poured a little too much
Might say a little too much
Try fuck around this year
And try make a little too much
Your poppin' right now
Well that’s cool ain’t nothin' to us
It’s awesome if you knew us
But shit you should see the new us
Fuckin' labels tryna woo us
Them motherfuckers are clueless
Shit I told you we was gonna do us
I just put my mind to it and I do it
Messy drunk off this fluid
But fuck it that’s when I’m the truest
Lately I’ve been sippin' like that
Swear I was gonna get right back
But I couldn’t even write back (hey)
I should probably go home (yeah)
Really think I need some sort of sign (yeah)
The devil can’t take what’s mine (yeah)
I just wanna go home
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
And God, And God
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
And God, And God
What if we chose to keep it?
Move back home and probably go rip my career to pieces
We get a small place in New Britain
And start watch it teethin'
Me and her had our reasons we ain’t speakin
I’ma a few glasses off the deep end listen
To be honest I ain’t let nobody in since
These last few years I’ve been so up tight and antis
Disappeared for two years I tried to make this shit click
Now the drama thick 'cause my momma sick
You know damn well
That poor woman don’t deserve it
She been through so much below the surface
She call me I’m always workin'
If I move back home to take care
It won’t be fuckin' worth it
She perfect, she always been this whole purpose
She fucking raised me
I’m a writer for my self and others
Made us go tighter on these motherfuckers
I don’t if you real but if you are can you hear me?
Shit I pray you that I hope I’m speaking clearly
Knock me down I get back up
That’s how you wired me
Fuck the bosses at the shitty jobs
That went and fired me
Fuck all the ex girls in my past that lied to me
Why even that’s answers are inside me man fuck I’m saying
Lately I’ve been sippin' like that
Swear I was gonna get right back
But I couldn’t even write back (hey)
I should probably go home (yeah)
Really think I need some sort of sign (yeah)
The devil can’t take what’s mine (yeah)
I just wanna go home
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
And God, And God
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
Me, Liquor and God
And God, And God