Socially Acceptable Drugs - Baby (bullethead)

If I stare at the ceiling, I can't leave it
I see the ceiling fan spin, now I feel my ego
I'm like a little man, little stan, in a big world
I wonder how to spin it?
Ima tip it in my mind, go

24 and I'm never gonna get older
I thought I'd make it way bigger
I'd probably be sober
I thought the moral of the story would be about money
Or maybe like being more relaxed about being funny
There's something about the struggle you decide
And something about the way it feels when you know you've been right
And how the world spins when you only wanna stop it
And when I take shot, I'm the boy that has blocked it

'Cause I've been at the start
I'm just like another man
Fuck the other chance I had
Flattened out on my back, I can feel the sun like that
I don't need your money, facts
I just need another SAD, and BAD
If I go looking in my blood, it's there
Chicken in my cargo pants
I can shoot the Onlyfans
I'm just like I wanted man
I fell in the sonic chair
I find out the son I am
I find out the what I am

Who needs to fight when you've got money?
Who needs to fight when you've got money?
Who needs to fight when you've got money?

Written by:
Diego Molina, Scout Anders

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