Yea you know what the fuck it is
(Lurch Theory)

Uh, uhh
Spikes in my toes
They right below
I turn the cream soda to a glass of Merlot
[?] and I spritz the cologne
I can't hear much I got rocks in my lobes
I got rocks in my sneakers when I walk through the grove
I can't remember but I thought you might know
I close my eyes I forgot what I've been shown
I can't fall asleep, I can't wake up either
It was a facade that I had clean sneakers
The mud on the Margiela looks like glitter
[?]
[?] we won't break it off either
I regret what I said, I'm better off not speaking
I don't want the shed to ask the same thing
It's 5 AM I said
I don't wanna hold you back
I almost had a heart attack
Swear I had to quit the pack
No more romanticizing the past
Know you're glad that I saved some for you
Spikes in my toes
They right below
I turn the cream soda to a glass of Merlot
[?] and I spritz the cologne
I can't hear much I got rocks in my lobes
I got rocks in my sneakers when I walk through the grove