Everything Is Recorded

12:12 Am / Patients (Fucking Up A Friday)
Fucking up a Friday night (wooooh) Fucking up a Friday night (aaaah) Bundles molly Special K, channel black out, it's morning Moving backwards, up again, our sinking spirits soaring Fucking up a Friday night, I'm bleeding from the freedom Cuts and battle scars, last night it was ours Yo, fucking up a Friday night, manic up in Mani In a club with Cally saw a gally on a Xani Baby shake her batty and let me film it like I’m Sammy There were people in the bed so we got freaky in the alley Lost bare cash, my head tops smashed And we got a couple fines ‘cause the place is smashed Fuck it go mad, we ain’t trying to come back Take a loss, blow a bag, make it back, that’s that Ill with love and other drugs, we're seeking affirmation Desperately we roll along, meanwhile our hearts are breaking Chasing fakes embracing shade, creating expectations Ways you could've grown, now you're on your own Yo, yo Expectations created, escaped in a spaceship She fed me a drink, I just blinked now I'm now naked Wavy I'm faded, this drink I been taking SongtexteIt's purple and tasty, I'm fucked up and wasted I would go home, but if I did, I'd be basic I can't see shit and my head's on vacation Turn around, everyone's pupils dilated Fuck it I'm baking, man bill up and blaze it (For another life) For how long, yeah (For another life) For how long (For another life) For how long, yeah (For another life) For how long (For another life) Fucking up a Friday night Fucking up a Friday night Aus Songtexte Mania