Creatures Lyrics

California sober that's the deal, yeah

For real, yeah

Creatures, hot as hell

Seeing demons in my dreams, yeah

Temperature rising up like Egypt

Mouth feeling like the Sahara

I need water

Lost in this brain fog

Breathing in the city smog

I don't know what's going on

Looking for a sweet spot

In the dark dimension

Looking for redemption

Maybe I should mention

I need an intervention

Creatures, hot as hell

Seeing demons in my dreams, yeah

Temperature rising up like Egypt

Mouth feeling like the Sahara

I need water

Just to please her

Took twenty-two shots

Of to-kill-ya

Now you need the sensi

Just to heal ya

California sober, that's the deal, yeah

For real, yeah

When I was a youth

I put my brain into a blender

On a party train

Straight to a never-ending bender

So many days and nights

And nothing I remember

Fell asleep in heat of summer

Woke up in December

This beat is hitting like

The pounding in my head

I need some medication

Take me straight to bed

I think I need a doctor

To fill these empty bottles

Too many nights I spent

Drinking with the devil's daughter

To please her

Took twenty-two shots

Of to-kill-ya

Now you need the sensi

Just to heal ya

California sober, that's the deal, yeah

For real, yeah

I got a fever

Moses in the reeds

With the heathens

Wandered forty years

In the desert

Here I am complaining

About the weather

Whatever

Now I'm in the streets

I'm in need of some ganja

Trying to beat the heat

Just swimming in the nausea

I'm beat up

Taking shots like a boxer

Real talk

Stick with burning pot like a rasta

Creatures

Hot as hell

Seeing demons in my dreams

Temperature rising up like Egypt

Mouth feeling like the Sahara

I need water

Just to please her

Took twenty-two shots

Of to-kill-ya

Now you need the sensi

Just to heal ya

California sober, that's the deal, yeah

For real, yeah

Creatures

Hot as hell

Seeing demons in my dreams

Temperature rising up like Egypt

Mouth feeling like the Sahara

I need water

Just to please her

Took twenty-two shots

Of to-kill-ya

Now you need the sensi

Just to heal ya

California sober, that's the deal, yeah

For real, yeah