Royale

Lyrics

OK I had to plug the microphone in OK Are you even ready? Oh my god Yea Six shooters I'm a royal pain Talking bout boys to men Now they know my name Watch the cake make requests I don't know now I'm going blowfish every time that I'm alone Show out in ounces let the crown go headless I don't even feel stress I'm so inventive Loud go neglected I just slobbered on the microphone Lights out eyes closed I'm froze Lost in the spins I just nеver let it go I put my fleece on I feel so cold Stuck to thе floor the only way I know One chord now I feel so grown I'll meet you at the bitter end we're all here The paper on my tongue I see the leaves fall Let my feet stomp every way I walk I couldn't save you cause the way I talk The way I've lost Through these lanes I've crossed I make my decisions then I break out the coffin I pray to god but then he take my jaws I laid out a life but then I got all crossed Eyes on my forehead I take what I want What's a face without trust What's a grace without love It's all over I cut my ears off The only thing that matters how I feel Yea To whom you know what I'm saying man? It's like Yea I had to let this one manifest I swear to fucking god bro It's like I can't even think straight But I just like Ah wait On top on purpose I'm perfect I'ma live til I die then Fly to the surface Always get so high then you look so nervous I missed my flight then you lied that you learned What the fuck it's even worth I'ma die for this I paid my time in bliss I will Go take a piss now I let it all go I feel real sicker Show me you choke but you did that quicker Off some liquor with my brethren I'm god Don't know what is in the bottle but I drank the whole cup Lay my toes on the throttle I don't hope I'm up Mission so impossible I show my love This is a margarita man OK I'm mixing sauces I'm mixing drinks I'm mixing ideas man I'm mixing fucking sound Jesus Christ