Everybody Gets High (Stripped)

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Once upon a time in a land far away There lived a little boy and he drank all day Friends called him stupid and his brothers called him gay He emptied all the bottles 'til the pain went away [Pre-Chorus] Whiskey was his friend, he didn't have another Vicodin his vice, his real and only lover Smoked a pack or two, it never was a problem Popped a pill or two, they really made him blossom [Chorus] Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip And I trip, and I trip, and I trip And I'm like, run ya bitch, run ya bitch, run ya bitch Counterfeit hypocrite, holy shit [Verse 2] Once upon a time in a land far away There lived a little boy and he cried all day Playboy bunny magazines would never get him laid He downed another bottle 'til the pain went away [Pre-Chorus] Whiskey was his friend, he didn't have another Vicodin his vice, his real and only lover Smoked a pack or two, it never was a problem Popped a pill or two, they really made him blossom [Chorus] Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip And I trip, and I trip, and I trip And I'm like, run ya bitch, run ya bitch, run ya bitch Counterfeit hypocrite, holy shit Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip And I trip, and I trip, and I trip And I'm like, run ya bitch, run ya bitch, run ya bitch Counterfeit hypocrite, holy shit [Bridge] Everybody gets high Why the hell can't I? Everybody gets high Why the hell can't I? [Chorus] Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip And I trip, and I trip, and I trip And I'm like, run ya bitch, run ya bitch, run ya bitch Counterfeit hypocrite, holy shit [Bridge] Everybody gets high Why the hell can't I? Everybody gets high Why the hell can't I?
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Credits
- Writers
- Dwight A. Baker
- David Butler
- Matthew Brue