كلمات Float To The Top

Striking poses for candid throwbacks Clout-face, love-hungry grins Dirty laundry in a scented trash bag Air it out, let it blow in the wind Out of scope I see myself in you though When we're down and out we go out Wake up dried-up in a wet bed Two empty fifths and a mouth of chalk Washed up, torn up, disaffected My friends don't swim, we float to the top Femme fatale with a coke-glittered glow Wear a dress I don't really care Trade your hat for a pack of Newports Get depressed, cut off all of your hair I've kept myself a secret Made it all so cryptic I hate myself for it Can't forgive, can't forget Can't wear those pants like I used to Can't yell as loud as I used to yell I talk shit at flat on the weekends You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself You give blood then you give up on yourself My friends don't swim, we float to the