Cheakspate ft. chris Lyrics

I run with a thousand fishnets

I see with a million eyes

Throw your cigarettes in my breakfast

You're hopping on your last leg for time

You lack what your mind's impending

But you let your conscience burn

But way back your legs were bending

Till it got to my turn

Bragging to myself because I got no friends

Begging like a dog I'm too condescending

Bending to your whim

Cause this ice is getting thin

Whether I'm just warming up

Just scratch my back and tear my skin

Scream until you bend

Break or cave your body in

She knows the place and the time

She don't demand it too divine

Put nothing on the line she likes em

Weak knees

Missing teeth

Got a broken heart

From the bitch he fucked last week

Hesitate

Decapitated

Prayed out all your hate

Save us all before our fate

Seems our souls are on the fray okay

Now I'm just riding waves

Make your girlfriend salivate

Then jerk him off in the bathroom

But I'm still a cheapskate

Psychedelic psilocybin

Still on time but barely rhyming

Never thinking twice to take a look into the mirror

Something 'bout my fungal friends

They fake me out to make amends

Fifth dimension eases tension

Take me back to earth again

I'm just walking sideways

But I do that all the time

Give me acid and some introspection

Worth a fucking a dime

At least

Fuck