Packs of Poison Lyrics

Welcome to our yoga class

I'm sick of these fucking prestigious cunts

And all these ponces, yeah

It's all about positive vibes in here

Hipster cafes

And yoga

Fucking

Fucking oat milk

Just fucking

Do some drugs like an adult

Know what, right

I'm sick of the fucking type

Hate the fucking planet and I'm sick of my twisted life

Tell me that I'm not and I will not think fucking twice

Shag ya fucking wife of a big tonk zoot of spice

Big paranoid of packs of poison

Ket, MD, coke, lots of choices

Swear sometimes I be hearing voices

Get some more, man, yeah, you'll know you'll enjoy it

Let me ring up Kevin, yeah, shit, no answer

Hurry up, Kev, wish you'd get her faster

Cause my phone's gonna die and I ain't got no charger

If I can't get drugs, I'll have to stick to lager

He said half hour, is he fucking joking

It's been a fucking hour, guess I'll have a smoke then

Dealers are long, guess they're all just jokemen

And if I can't get this, guess I'll get some coke in

This is the story of how I fucked up

Got addicted to drugs and how I lost all my luck

How I frazzled my brain and now I can't feel love

How I'm staring at my grave and the heavens above

Roped into it, didn't have no choice

Blame it all on the sesh and the nights with the boys

Got me feeling depressed in my head's white noise

Blame it all on the sesh and the nights with the boys

All on the sesh

All on the sesh

Welcome to our yoga class

It's all about positive vibes in here, like

We just gotta be positive together

Bounce off each other and that, yeah

Just meditate with me