Griffin

The way
You say
My name
With poison on your tongue
With smoke inside you’re lungs
I can change for you
The pay
The trade
You know
It’s easy when you’re young
To shoot a loaded gun
You’re happy then you’re gone

With the trash you take me out
Naked fingers touching brows
Not right now, Woah

Tug on my shirt tail
I never really thought of that before
And now I’m going batshit
Batshit

The scabs
The clots
The bruises
It’s never coming back
The love you wanted then
It’s too late for you
Sides
Pick sides
Too high
Get ovеr it right now
Noses to the ground
They’ll feed you to thе hounds

In a flash is all around
Looking stupid and profound
Yeah right now, woah
A yeah my ashes fall right down
Skipping school and skipping town
You’re not around, woah

Tug on my shirt tail
I never really thought of that before
And now I’m going batshit
Batshit
Craaaaaaazyyyy
Craaaaaaaazzyyyy
Craaaaaaazyyyy
Craaaaaaaazzyyyy