Brut Lyrics

If you feel like this

You know you're ready to go

Another night on the town

We're drinking something you know

But when it's hard to attain

A little feeling a little feeling of bliss

We'll hit a substance yeah

We're gonna get it to stick

And I saw

In your bedroom

A real word

Wrote by you

I dress up to feel okay

We smoke more to feel the same

I fell dancing down the hall

All eyes on the ceiling

There's a summer rain

Feeding ego and all

Put a boot on the ground

Heed an inebriate call

And in a trying time

Why don't you give it a rest

Walk a dirty sidewalk with

A heavy chest

Say more

Cause you got room

And I've read all

Of your tattoos

I dress up to feel okay

We smoke more to feel the same

I fell dancing down down the hall

All our eyes on the ceiling

We'll go like we feel too much

Pretend like we know how to behave

And I don't know how to feel

When it comes to being too real

Always

Showing me the way I could be

Even when I

Tell myself those god awful things

Drown myself with glasses till they're looking at me

Coming down i still can feel the brut on my teeth

We call it love