DeathCalls

SESH
Back on the road, bag full of dough
Baguettes pressed to white gold
Ice in my bourbon, ice in my soul
Ice on the road, drive slow
Diamonds glow, dying slow
Shit rough but I'm alright though
I can act like it's all I want
But death calls and I'm rushing to the phone
It's tragic, dial tone static
You hung up now I'm in the wrong
You hate me I knew it all along
I'm anxious to say to call it off
I can't bear to wait another dawn
Moon gone but the stars still above
I'm waiting, times are changing
And you did it I hate to jump the gun
But you forced me, baby you endorsed it
I'm gone and my nervous system numb
But in the dark I finally miss the sun
Press SESH and witness the pistol bump
I'm frozen and call me Mister– What?
Ten Below I'm cold I'm heating up
They die then you know the–
If they die then you know the reason's
Trying, I'll try, but it's never good enough
Shit will never work out, shit will never work out
No matter what the fuck I do
Trying, I'll try, but it's never good enough
Shit will never work out, shit will never work out
No matter what the fuck I do
DUNGEON