Spitty – Existential Addiction (Official Music Video)


♫ Ketamine the kettle pouring caffeine on the floor ♫ ♫ Peyote up paper roll another blunt to smoke ♫ ♫ Molly Mary Lucy in a cuzzi with ya bro ♫ ♫ Shrooming lucid think I’m losing tune with music mind control ♫ ♫ Lean leaning to the left DMT I’ve never slept ♫ ♫ Angel dust dripping snowing sniffing down the ends ♫ ♫ Need a heroine ok with sin cause look at me a mess ♫ ♫ Messed in the head been stressed ♫ ♫ Thought detached from the flesh ♫ ♫ Sentimental tender torn in pieces ♫ ♫ Heart up on my sleeve but I been sleeveless
am I dreaming ♫ ♫ Seeking out a guiding light still blinded
by all of my demons got weakness ♫ ♫ Hoping for a holy night like templar never
touched temples hurt my temples ♫ ♫ Tryna set an example yet all I show is the
wrongs I detest of ♫ ♫ Sometimes I see the sky sail sailing from
the coast ♫ ♫ Sometimes I see the storm tear tearing up
my boat ♫ ♫ Think I been getting too high ♫ ♫ No matter what I do die ♫ ♫ Slip slipping to my doom, think I might need
a few ♫ ♫ Hold me over till I bloom, maybe make it to
next June ♫ ♫ Think I been getting too high
No matter what I do die ♫ ♫ Yo how the hell it get this dark ♫ ♫ Unlucky to be me Olaf at the pain at my cost ♫ ♫ Gaze at the coffin and thought ♫ ♫ Somehow they make gains off of your offing ♫ ♫ Gossip beliefs hate it so I sneak sneak ♫ ♫ Escape with the release ♫ ♫ These rats oh so cheese me ♫ ♫ Never found a purpose to pursue ♫ ♫ Had to go imagine all the havoc I could do ♫ ♫ Combating comradery radically tryna transform ♫ ♫ what’s new norms for the stew ♫ ♫ Stoned in the pot tone it up a notch ♫ ♫ Nihilist bout why we live zoning in this scotch ♫ ♫ Taped down to the gallows where they gobble you for dough ♫ ♫ Ghouling with the goblins going grave shopping for my own ♫ ♫ Need to make it or I’m taking off a forty six floor ♫ ♫ For the only aim I see is legacy I gotta go ♫ ♫ Pouring out a forty for the massacres ♫ ♫ Air condition control the animals ♫ ♫ Pouring out my soul into this manual ♫ ♫ Different condition turned me incompatible ♫ ♫ Sometimes I see the sky sail sailing from
the coast ♫ ♫ Sometimes I see the storm tear tearing up
my boat ♫ ♫ Think I been getting too high ♫ ♫ No matter what I do die ♫ ♫ Slip slipping to my doom, think I might need
a few ♫ ♫ Hold me over till I bloom maybe make it to next June ♫ ♫ Think I been getting too high ♫ ♫ No matter what I do die ♫ ♫ Sometimes I see the sky sail sailing from
the coast ♫ ♫ Sometimes I see the storm tear tearing up
my boat ♫ ♫ Think I been getting too high ♫ ♫ No matter what I do die ♫ ♫ Slip slipping to my doom ♫ ♫ Think I might need a few ♫ ♫ Hold me over till I bloom ♫ ♫ Maybe make it to next June ♫ ♫ Sometimes I think of new life ♫ ♫ Sometimes I think of suicide ♫

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