"i like who we are" lyrics
fats'e & Extra Large Holiday Card Lyrics
I got one too many problems gotta kill one
I got one too many things to do I'm ghostin
Young Burial
XLHC
I like who we are
(If you don't wanna stop then we don't gotta stop)
Woke up
Head hurts
I'm still so fried
Nosebleed
Maybe we get too high
Numb face
Four shots
Blacked out last night
Three blunts
Double cup
I'll treat you right
I got one too many problems gotta kill one
I got one too many things to do I'm ghostin
I keep that tylenol on deck, murder this migraine
Sometimes I wish I could go back but what's the point tho
Yeah I fried my brain hundred times, thousand times and I'm not proud of that
I was getting bent on the reg and now I moderate
I just put a gram of the wax inside my cigarette
I was dippin reds inside the red when I was way too young
I like who we are
I like who we are
(If you don't wanna stop then we don't gotta stop)
I woke up at JFK and we were going off
We were saying things we shouldn't say
We're always fucking off
Now we ice up but our wrists hurt
Smoke until our chest hurts
I wake up at LAX
I'm depressed and I miss her
Now it's London calling me up on the phone
Nowadays we add the 44 and listen all alone
Wishing I could paint your fingernails
So I gave mine the black and blue
You carved your name into my back and I miss eighteen too
Woke up
Head hurts
I'm still so fried
Nosebleed
Maybe we get too high
Numb face
Four shots
Blacked out last night
Three blunts
Double cup
I'll treat you right
I like who we are
I like who we are
(If you don't wanna stop then we don't gotta stop)
I got one too many things to do I'm ghostin
Young Burial
XLHC
I like who we are
(If you don't wanna stop then we don't gotta stop)
Woke up
Head hurts
I'm still so fried
Nosebleed
Maybe we get too high
Numb face
Four shots
Blacked out last night
Three blunts
Double cup
I'll treat you right
I got one too many problems gotta kill one
I got one too many things to do I'm ghostin
I keep that tylenol on deck, murder this migraine
Sometimes I wish I could go back but what's the point tho
Yeah I fried my brain hundred times, thousand times and I'm not proud of that
I was getting bent on the reg and now I moderate
I just put a gram of the wax inside my cigarette
I was dippin reds inside the red when I was way too young
I like who we are
I like who we are
(If you don't wanna stop then we don't gotta stop)
I woke up at JFK and we were going off
We were saying things we shouldn't say
We're always fucking off
Now we ice up but our wrists hurt
Smoke until our chest hurts
I wake up at LAX
I'm depressed and I miss her
Now it's London calling me up on the phone
Nowadays we add the 44 and listen all alone
Wishing I could paint your fingernails
So I gave mine the black and blue
You carved your name into my back and I miss eighteen too
Woke up
Head hurts
I'm still so fried
Nosebleed
Maybe we get too high
Numb face
Four shots
Blacked out last night
Three blunts
Double cup
I'll treat you right
I like who we are
I like who we are
(If you don't wanna stop then we don't gotta stop)
