The Shirts and Shoes - Junk

Gimme that Cigarette, man
Bad for my health
But I love how it feels
Oh I could use your help
Help me shelter all my people
From the turn of the wheel
And I'm spinning in a fugue state
But the lights don't move too fast
Snap ya fingers and the sky turns purple
Like the lord started hitting the bag

Now say it again...
Woah.
I'll say it again...
Woah.

Let the liquor sit.
Let the liquor sit.
When you're feelin' way down
Take another sip
Spill some blood
Steal your politics
They won't hear your voice
If you borrow it
Baby, who do you think you're foolin'?
I know you
But how could you use me, Lady?
Baby?

Written by:
Alec Gervais, Emiliano Calvo, Eric Gervais, Tyler Charron

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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