"FUCKED OVER (BELMONT REMIX)" lyrics
93FEETOFSMOKE & Tosh the Drummer Lyrics
(feat. phem & Belmont)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
I'm pretty good at drawing straws
Shortest
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
It's cut and dry
So we don't really gotta pretend
Fake smile from a fake friend
Give an inch
And they'll take miles till the road ends
It's dirty dollars
You can keep it
I don't need shit
You had my back like I need pretense
To protect myself from weak shit
No I never had a reason
Put my neck on the line
I learned my lesson each time
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
It's like a thousand degrees inside my head
Burning with words we left unsaid
Let's be friends when hell freeze over
You're still high and I got sober
Untie all the lies you spin
I swallowed them like cinnamon
Yeah we're cool like coldest shoulders
You're still high and I got sober
I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
I'm pretty good at drawing straws
Shortest
Could say I knew it would happen
But hindsight worse when it's tragic
I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
(Over and over again)
You said it's all in my head
But always end up in my bed
I don't think you should come over
You're looking for some closure
Just go and fuck yourself
I'm done with feeling all this pressure
Pain mixed up with the pleasure
But that's what makes it special
[?] changes like the waves
Is it this? Is it that?
Is it all for the fact that you think that I lack something?
When I know you were cold
I [?] to prove you could steal something
I don't really think I want it back
You can keep my heart
Just know it'll always be cracked in half
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over
I'm pretty good at drawing straws
Shortest
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
It's cut and dry
So we don't really gotta pretend
Fake smile from a fake friend
Give an inch
And they'll take miles till the road ends
It's dirty dollars
You can keep it
I don't need shit
You had my back like I need pretense
To protect myself from weak shit
No I never had a reason
Put my neck on the line
I learned my lesson each time
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
It's like a thousand degrees inside my head
Burning with words we left unsaid
Let's be friends when hell freeze over
You're still high and I got sober
Untie all the lies you spin
I swallowed them like cinnamon
Yeah we're cool like coldest shoulders
You're still high and I got sober
I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
I'm pretty good at drawing straws
Shortest
Could say I knew it would happen
But hindsight worse when it's tragic
I'm pretty good at getting fucked
Over
(Over and over again)
You said it's all in my head
But always end up in my bed
I don't think you should come over
You're looking for some closure
Just go and fuck yourself
I'm done with feeling all this pressure
Pain mixed up with the pleasure
But that's what makes it special
[?] changes like the waves
Is it this? Is it that?
Is it all for the fact that you think that I lack something?
When I know you were cold
I [?] to prove you could steal something
I don't really think I want it back
You can keep my heart
Just know it'll always be cracked in half
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
Over and over again
I'm pretty good at drawing straws (Straws)
Shortest (Shortest)
Over and over again
Could say I knew it would happen (Knew it would happen)
But hindsight worse when it's tragic (Oh I know no I know)
I'm pretty good at getting fucked (Fucked)
Over (Over)
