Xotrey - Melancholy Palace

Just because I'm fucked up
Doesn't mean I'm a loser
Just because I do drugs
Doesn't mean I abuse them
But I do, I can't lie
Pain killers get me high
Adderall gives me some drive
Marijuana keeps me alive
And percy's stop the hurting
Off the Molly got me flirting
Yeah I'm in love with the burning
Of the bud bought from my earnings
LSD helps the brain
Vicodin eases the pain
Xanax bars take my feelings away
Off of the shrooms
She likes the light off my chain
She wanna bang
She wanna hang
She wanna hangout with a rockstar
Looking at my wrist to find where all the fucking rocks are
Smoking dope don't give a fuck where any cops are
I'm the type that wants to steal a fucking cop car

In my hometown bar singing songs about sadness
Boo'd off stage they yelling that I need practice
Came a long way
A long way from the cold floor and mattress
Now I'm living in luxury in my melancholy palace
Still the saddest
When I'm selling out shows I'll still be singing song about sadness
Tryna make the ends meet, tryna make this shit happen
I've been talking to my girl
And yeah you know my girl she the baddest
Now we living in luxury in my melancholy palace
Still the saddest

I'm sedated I'm sedated
Makes me forget all I'm hating
I'm so high yeah I'm so faded
Missing everything she's saying
In the wind her feelings swaying
Got my heart beating and aching
Does she like me is she playing
I don't know but she's amazing
Heart racing
Mind skating
Is who I really am the person I'm portraying
I'm in the making
A work in progress
I've been craving you on my chest
You keep me waiting how much time is left
I need some Saving
Save me from this death
She keeps on taking
Taking away my breath
The gun is aiming directly at my head

In my hometown bar singing songs about sadness
Boo'd off stage they yelling that I need practice
Came a long way
A long way from the cold floor and mattress
Now I'm living in luxury in my melancholy palace
Still the saddest
When I'm selling out shows I'll still be singing song about sadness
Tryna make the ends meet, tryna make this shit happen
I've been talking to my girl
And yeah you know my girl she the baddest
Now we living in luxury in my melancholy palace
Still the saddest

Written by:
T Mullin

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