Paroles: Peaches. I Feel Cream. Mud.

fall in the sizzle of a blackened sea
get loose get juiced get pumped
crawl in the riddle that becomes routine
get ripped get pissed get pumped
rocked in a little and you selfasteam
get high and try a ton
card in the middle of a magazine
get lit get hit get drunk

lied to the middle everything you be
no side whats right at all
slide into livin someone else scheme
tonight you fight you fuck
try to be givin it the full extreme
no ride no god no run
cry so u fit in like a dramaqueen
come down unround so what

champagne
damn shame
what you gonna do when they drag ya name
oh oh mud
oh oh mud

hand in the tub of opprtunitys
get caught your taught to run
stand in the floor of all immunitys
the fix its quick for some
slammed to grill and the scutiny
to late for fate it comes
plan to be fillin in the brand for me
it be and quit its done

ruffed up
tuff luck
what you gonna do now you fucked up
oh oh mud
oh oh mud

oh oh mud
oh oh mud