GARGOYLES (slowed version) Lyrics

All in love with the same sound

Lining up white with a razor

Hope god treats me right

Yeah man, tripping on these cold nights

They tell you "Never fuck with the homies"

Eyes dilated, sipping drinks slowly

Bodies mixing, fucking unholy

In amongst this, never felt so lonely

Everybody looking at me, looking at a failure

Enemies of enemies all tripping off the same stuff

Yeah, she got blood in her eye

Short skirt, bloody face, and no thoughts on her mind

Thought the drink and all the molly was gonna keep her high

Eyes up, don't say nothing, girls got her right

Oh Babygirl, I know you know better,

Lips locking with your boyfriend's sweater on

Say something to me

Oh, yeah

Oh, trust me, dude I know what the fuck you want

And what the fuck you needing

Three pills, all with different names, with different voices

With different feelings

Times ticking look at the shit you're missing, the friend your girlfriend's kissing,

You cry, but no one listens (yuh)

Pedal to the motherfucking floor, blood is gonna shred the door

Lust for all you need and more, pop a pill even the -

Score (eoh), score (eoh), how bout her? she look like a

Scorpio, Scorpio, one kiss and now you feel her

Vertigo, vertigo (o, o, o, o, o, o, o,)

Everybody looking at me, looking at a failure

Freeing your scars in the light

Another bitch every night (yuh)

Fucked up, you're hating your life

Scared by that face of mine, yuh

Show off your guns, while you're out smoking the trees

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

All the fucking baddies running right at me

Yeah, they run to me, yeah, they-, yeah, they-

Yeah babe, I'm drifting round in foreign whips

Looking for eternal bliss, I got places to go

Yeah, I got places to go, always fucking down, fuck the crowd

Everybody smoking loud

These girls trynna play my homies

You not trynna pay? you owe me

Yuh, yeah so put some makeup on it

Girl shut the fuck up and put some makeup on this yuh

Ay, yeah, she got blood in her eye

Short skirt, bloody face, and no thoughts on her mind

Thought the drink and all the molly was gonna keep her high

Eyes up, don't say nothing, girls got her right

Oh babygirl, i know you know better,

Lips locking with your boyfreinds sweater on

Say something to me

Oh, yeah

Yeah babe, I'm drifting round in foreign whips

Looking for eternal bliss

I got places to go

I watch their faces unfold

Hold tight to get to hell, we driving quick

Two Glocks and a fucking switch

I got bodies to throw

Yeah, he got bodies to throw

I'm getting numb to the feeling

Everyday I'm geeking, yeah

Feeling myself on a weekend

So high I bleed through the ceiling

Your boys don't like me, yeah

So fucking fight me, yeah

Your girl's just flipped me off

But she still gonna call me