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letra de the drugs - the holdup

[verse 1]
’cause i’ve been takin’ pain k!llers
so that i last longer when i’m havin’ s-x
she’s got jeans that shape her -ss and
a shirt that shows her chest
we’re alone and my heart is beatin’
it’s moving slow cause the vicodin’s peakin’
rememberin’ the crackle from the blunts
that we would sprinkle c0ke in
i got curious at 13 so i started smokin’
i was 15 when we all got arrested
threatened they would test me
but i never got tested
so i keep smokin’ weed
and tryin’ drugs all my boys were in to
on occasion poppin’ e and makin’ c with mushrooms
but, now i think that those days are behind
and every time that i get high this sh-t just reminds me

of the way i used to be when i was younger
i got out alive but it was different for my brother
wish he could have cleaned
if not for him then for my mother
think i learned my lesson
but this song is for the others
nowadays the girls get sad when i won’t get high with them
i know you’re a fan but, baby, keep on wishin’
i still get but it’s just not the same as it used to be

[chorus]
still up in the morning
haven’t gone to sleep yet
comin’ down while i’m watching the sun
got girls in underwear on couches sleeping
and i can’t stop because it’s too much fun
but the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
this sh-t is never enough, enough, enough
the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
this sh-t is never enough, enough, enough

[verse 2]
all my bad girls that don’t gotta pay for weed
put your hands up if you walk in to the club and drink for free
you know you got it and you use it
there ain’t no shame in bein’ a tease
if you wanna use your body you can use it up on me
but, when you touchin’ me like this
if you’re special save that kiss
for someone else you know can feel it
cause i’ve been k!llin’ pain and i got no feelin’ left
sippin’, chopped and screwed
movin’ slowly
listenin’ to double cups of
prometh and codeine
and all these little stoners wantin’ me to get stoney
they listen to the music but they don’t even know me
thinkin’ every time they should see me i should be smokin’
and if they catch me p-ssin’ try and call me phony
bein’ the only one whose still honest is lonely
i guess that’s why we’ll be the only honesty growin’

[chorus]

[music]

[chorus]

- the holdup

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