Fortunate Ones - Vomit On My New Shoes lyrics

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Fortunate Ones - Vomit On My New Shoes lyrics

[Verse 1: Genetics] Her Life she treats as if it is a shooting range The alcohol she uses as a silencer A night to k** the sadness but she loves the pain For chances high a**a**ins will go to lie her The blood is green and yellow mixed with bits of brown On her shirt Rewind it back The sky is Vader Feeble minds are holding bottles Motherf**ers got to wonder which one is about to crack Brain Cells weaken f** whoever isn't speaking Hide behind the masks of the cheers But it's a trick to think your treating She had a 40 and a Gram singing OVO The sun is peeking through the clouds The moon is overthrown But she's a queen where's her king? She's bleeding from her mouth and lost her reign [Hook] Let's Go Out Throw the dough out Pour the moe out And get Amnesia Forget the troubles bruh Order double bruh Till I see double bruh Man I don't need ya What that Life What that Life What that Life What's that Life that you've been talking bout? [Bridge] To the city we slide and cruise like Penélope Screaming f** your life to people with some jealousy To the city we slide and cruise like Penélope Screaming f** your life to people with some jealousy [Verse 2: Serge] Fingertips wrapped heavily around her scalp Frederic Fekkai would die seeing his work in her mouth Her blonde streaks are now drenched in humidity Echoes of her girl screaming please just breathe Infatuation of Mickey Mouse At an early age, she was playing house The irony of meeting Minnie, Mickey as she was going out Slipped in her drink sitting by the couch Now she can not pronounce Gwen Stefani Therefore she can not speak No Doubt Oblivious to character That sh** is washed up She lost her traits back when she picked up that double red cup Then that gla** At that lounge That in fact was Given by her ex's best friend friend That she never met All planned and staged Before she even lit her slim cigarette That's how they maneuver when they try to get you in bed On your d**hbed The Weekend is the theme X-O mixed with lean Living out her only dream Wake Up [Hook] [Bridge] [Outro: Genetics] I'm pour saki in the cold Ice hockey playing on the tele Staring at her body Staring at her body Staring at her body Staring at her body They acting like I do this sh** for fun Or just a f**ing hobby I say f** no

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