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Rough Sweat Lyrics
Can't you, can't you catch your breath?
Oh my god, what a mess.
Come on now, hustlers of the world you know
Pleasure's just a break from yourself
Come on now, lock your doors and do what you want
Sweat a little bit
Through the heads I see
Got the same dope love as me
Belly full of cocaine every morning, woah
I cough up the overcast sky,
the floating potion, and the telephone lines
I swear I'll never touch that shit again
Baby, baby have you had
Busting mirrors just to get into my head
Getting twisted on the soul of your skin
One way to die, baby, but a million ways to live
Lock your doors and do what you wanna do, baby
Sweat a little bit
Tomorrow never knew you were coming
So can't you, can't you catch your breath
through the rough sweat, don't forget it
Percoset, paradigm, parallel, paradise
Vicodin, vacay, whip its, erra light, optimist
Opiates open, optimism, operation oxycontin.
Cocaine, cascades, collaborative carelly
Dusty halo and dusty wings
Peyote pinwheel keeps spinning
keep spinnin, keep spinnin
You know I love that shit, you know I love it
Inhale, exhale, blue pills, brown sugar
Inhale, exhale, brown sugar, blue pills
Rough sweat, don't forget it yeah
Kick smack, I spike punch, DMT for a sight
Ritalin, tight night, robots
Molly, mantra, Happy Days, Mary Anne, Ritchie, Potsy
Drink box hobby, black tar playground, yellow yard picnic
Take my medicine watch me get sick
Interrupted by intervention, that's it
You know I love that shit, you know I love it
Inhale, exhale, brown sugar, blue pills
Blunt smoke, baptised, get that shit.
Rough sweat, don't forget it, yeah
Dope sick in the belly of the street
I grind my teeth like the phantom of a woman's touch
Never really cared about dying, oh
Look at me, tell me rolling America
I got so I never really cared
My head's a lot of addicted to the black tar
Rub our spines together to love you forever.
Oh my god, what a mess.
Come on now, hustlers of the world you know
Pleasure's just a break from yourself
Come on now, lock your doors and do what you want
Sweat a little bit
Got the same dope love as me
Belly full of cocaine every morning, woah
I cough up the overcast sky,
the floating potion, and the telephone lines
I swear I'll never touch that shit again
Busting mirrors just to get into my head
Getting twisted on the soul of your skin
One way to die, baby, but a million ways to live
Lock your doors and do what you wanna do, baby
Sweat a little bit
So can't you, can't you catch your breath
through the rough sweat, don't forget it
Vicodin, vacay, whip its, erra light, optimist
Opiates open, optimism, operation oxycontin.
Cocaine, cascades, collaborative carelly
Dusty halo and dusty wings
Peyote pinwheel keeps spinning
keep spinnin, keep spinnin
Inhale, exhale, blue pills, brown sugar
Inhale, exhale, brown sugar, blue pills
Rough sweat, don't forget it yeah
Ritalin, tight night, robots
Molly, mantra, Happy Days, Mary Anne, Ritchie, Potsy
Drink box hobby, black tar playground, yellow yard picnic
Take my medicine watch me get sick
Interrupted by intervention, that's it
Inhale, exhale, brown sugar, blue pills
Blunt smoke, baptised, get that shit.
Rough sweat, don't forget it, yeah
I grind my teeth like the phantom of a woman's touch
Never really cared about dying, oh
Look at me, tell me rolling America
I got so I never really cared
My head's a lot of addicted to the black tar
Rub our spines together to love you forever.
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Submitted by
derekgbolton On Mar 12, 2012
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