Dive Bar Lyrics

I'm not dying till I drive a Maserati

Down Mulholland on a Friday evening

Listening to Sade

With the baddest bitch I know right next to me

80 feeling lovely

I'm going 90 in the summer on the highway

Fuck it, gun it

Hit a hundred twenty

Lose my grip

Spin it swerve

Running off the over pass

Pray to god this shit will work

That I won't wake up in hospital

Startling some nurse

Familial curse

Depression and addiction

Shit whatever works

To give me intermission

Should've listened when they told me don't start

Cause by the time you wanna quit this shit will have your heart

A starving artist

Not some lonely dude just longing for a better view when looking out bedroom window

Will I see it through?

Or will I tragically pass and have all my loved ones asking if there was anything they more they would have had to do?

Know it wasn't your fault

I'm just a human

Who's used about every ounce his strength left for the music

I'm gone

My mind it flies like a rocket

I always think out of pocket

I hit myself in eye socket

My brain is like a pickpocket

I do not know how to stop this

I think it's fear versus logic

I find relief with demonics

I know it's so very toxic

Burst bubbles I want to pop it

Then fumble I love to drop it

Cheers then party about it

Steer through peers damn it's crowded

Y'all so fake it's so lousy

Spilled your drink on your blouse

Wish you stayed at your house

Instead of going all out