HAHA! Lyrics

Dim lights swing over granite countertops

Every hour on the clock got claws that catch

Jabberwock

Half a vodka tonic tipped over, turn it down a notch

Coffee pot been broken for a while now.

Piledriver blew the circuitboard somehow

We all locked hands in the dining room

Heads bowed

Dropped a g stack on a Balenciaga coat

Wasn't even worth it; that shit hurt my throat

You not supposed to smoke it, ya seat-sniffin' dope

Sea biscuit in the thick of it, I only know how to cope

I ain't drive a Kia Telluride

But I give you hella rides

Spare helmet on the other side

Half a gram of chaos rolled up extra tight

Used to bone-chillin' winters but December feel like July

Be lyin' if I said I'm not still surprised

Know who was?

My landlord, bless her soul

Found out I was sellin' said "Am I not merciful?"

My life's a Lifetime commericial

Somebody else got the remote control

Push my buttons, see how I fold

And twist and snap and bend and crack

And break in half and melt me down

And pour me back into the mold

Once again

Loose off the sauce, and as far as I knew

Wrote me a prescription to forget shit that happened on Tuesday and true

Maybe trauma that's a product of you

And every single day from age 22 to 23 and how to settle when I'm chillin' on the stoop

Patterns flew

The bamboo stool strewn, battered at the back of the room

You gotta cut it off, you're cut off

Is what she said to me, so I took her advice

Hemicorporectomy

My mind's style a fightin' is to die, rise again

But I'm blind in deciding on the knife or the pen.

My mind's style a fightin is to die, rise again

But I'm blind in deciding on the knife or the pen.