Cheap Thrill Lyrics

I haven't really figured out how to chase pain away

See before I used to chase women

Now I'm chasing water with liquor

There's a war up in my head

And suddenly the enemy's getting way bigger

Or maybe I just shrunk

Too much wallow when I walk

The world's more shallow when you talk

Plus I ain't gave a fuck in a moth

I'm too stuck off the bars I can't talk

Bar hoppin walkin with a hungry group of thugs

Who will mug any fucker with drugs or couple bucks

And it's real

This world never taught men how to fuckin feel

Just bottle up emotions in a glass thats a shield

The shield will protect few of what they weild

Pickin on the weak fuckin willed

Seaking help from these pills

And grabbin em by the hand fill

No longer a cheap thrill

Kids tryna make a fuckin mill

Whats real

Thats real gold up in my grill

So I slur when I talk

Hey lil momma come with me so we can fuckin ball

Hey lil momma come with me so we can fuckin ball

On God