WSTR
Featherweight
[Verse 1]

With all my friends in the same place
It's safe to say we're fucking great at being basic
There’s nothing I can do to change this
Now it’s half past 3 and I can’t see the opportunities ahead of me
I'm drunk as fuck again
No cells between my head

[Pre-Chorus]

We really should've thought this through
Told my mother I would start a new
She told me i should grow up and to work on my attitude

[Chorus]

We got a broken leg and a cracked screen
Another party’s gonna be the death of me
I feel my blood getting thin outside clubs we can't get in
Unfortunate events on a Saturday
Is anybody gonna show me a better way?
I'll see myself in a state just like a featherweight

[Verse 2]