[Intro]

They kept askin' me
So I thought fuck it
We'll make this one official
Return the Cost
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[Verse 1: Cheap Sober]
At times I felt like nothing was worth it
Nothing could lift me up from the surface
Stuck in the swamp with hundreds of serpents
Covered in mud, smothered in dirt
I was, fucked up, drunk off the bourbons
Stumblin' home to chuck up on the curtains
Under the furnace, burnin' hot
One thing was for certain I deserve the lot
Curse the cross[?] it hurt, hurt to watch
Everybody cruise straight as ya swervin' off
The road, approaching a herd of cops
All ready for crunch time, vermin pop
Staring at the sky with bundles of burdens
Rain came down and I felt so lost
One hundred, million miles from perfect
What can I do to return the cost?
[Verse 2: Complete]
I'm the
Adventurous sort who's temper is short
Too demented and self centred for my friends to adore
Whenever I enter a store, I'm just tempted to score
'Cause I want me what's in the register more than the Centrelink form
A menace for sure, a thief and a liar too
My biggest dream was to feed my entire crew
But through my teens all my deepest desires grew
I ain't buying food, I'm just fiendin' a quiet brew
Or even quite a few, it's becoming a habit
This is something I haven't admitted but when I maggot
My broken emotions go they fuckin' just vanish
All the stuff I've ever done to be damaged, none of it matters
I'm loved as a rapper my verses are boss
Even though my voice is annoying as Kermit the frog's
When I murder a hot beat, all the turbulence stops
It's like every word that I drop is returning the cost, yeah