Broken Bodies

You can find us in the streets
High until the am
Wading through a stream of dreams
Making all the mayhem
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies

Get me a mirror
Do I look as fucked up as I feel
Don't you know it's hard to keep it real
They don't even know who I really am
They just take a scroll down the Instagram
Twenty-four seven three six five
Wonder what I did in the past life
If I could go back would I rewind
We a little fucked up in our own way
Getting fucked up til the night fade
One day we'll figure it out
Tonight that ain't what this is about
Searching our pockets for some loose change
Bit strange how we all strange
New wave, sipping d'usse
Roll up the doja, my band-aid

You can find us in the streets
High until the am
Wading through a stream of dreams
Making all the mayhem
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies

Stepping out into the night, my parade
Got a smile up on my face, all charades
Headed to the party of the decade
Hope when they look at me they think i got it made
Maybe I'll forget all the bullshit in my head when I get laid
We say we're lit but we outta fuel
Rocking out here with some fake jewels
One day we'll figure it out
Tonight that ain't what this is about
Searching our pockets for some loose change
Bit strange how we all strange
New wave, sipping d'usse
Roll up the doja, my band-aid

Man, can anybody see us? Can anybody hear us?
Chilling in some backstreet, I can't even feel my fucking face. Shit

Aye, I'm better known as hell's demon
Smoke my opps inside my will
You know I'm barely breathing
I said I'm killing all my skeletons
Fuck it, I can't let em in
Writing all my pain through these letters
Hope you feel it in
Is it the pills or the liquor
Cuz you lost me
And I been balling like my last name was spalding
In my orange stripe shirt like I'm waldo
Straight shot the one killer the henny sipper
Many men wish death upon him but yeah they fear him
And his bitch straight ride dick, this ain't a tesla
For the worst or for the better, I'm killing spirit berettas
You couldn't even compare, I killed the problem, I dead it
My diamond shaped like a tetris
I'm better off with the flexing
But fuck it I'm just fading in the black
I'm the phantom of the menace
Dead it, get it

You can find us in the streets
High until the am
Wading through a stream of dreams
Making all the mayhem
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies
We are the broken bodies