Текст песни Number++Head - OPHEO

I blame, I blame, I blame myself
Cut it up and fill up my cup
I sip, I sip, I sip, I sip
Wash away my sorrows
I blame, I blame, I blame myself
Please free me from my sins
Might panic, might panic, might panic, might panic
Wanna fill this hole

Guess I couldn't get in
At the gate and alone
I should quit and go home
But I couldn't leave
Marble floor and it glows
And she giving her toast
Pinot noir and it flows
Like the seven seas

Took the rodeo all day until I fucked it up
I am matter but don't matter, skin I shed it off
Dmt I'm close to it, but it's not worth enough
Take two steps forward, one back until I level up

Red sun, heaven
I try to reach it
Red on my hands
Dirty ways will keep me

Bag, I'm gonna unfold it
I be rolling rolling rolling
I'm not hiding, gonna show it
I be playing, I'm not going
Figured where I've been
I been gone until the morning
There's no way I give it up
This shit only for a moment

Bag, I'm gonna unfold it
I be rolling rolling rolling
I'm not hiding, gonna show it
I be playing, I'm not going
Figured where I've been
I been gone until the morning
There's no way I give it up
This shit only for a moment (number or head?)
Call it
You're all I have
Listen
I try to change