Lyrics D.O.I. - White Lung

D.O.I.

They said
You treat the way
And I found all the reasons why
I outta exploit you
But my kind
Yeah, we don’t play
It’s dirt off your shoulder
It’s dirt off your shoulder
Oh, it’s
A day
Felt it died
The word
We saw it now
The birds, the grids, the girl
You thought what’s wrong but
Rich kids are central
Rich kids are central
Pretty girls are central to you
And all you are
A day
Cause it takes
The word
Anything to touch that word
You never explain without words
No love
You dug it all back from me
Go back to Brooklyn
You say it’s broke land
Go back to Brooklyn
You say it’s broke land
You say
You say
You say