[Lyric] Counting Franks. (Gin. and Masih)

Who are we? We're Bums in Heaven, basically, I should be in jail right now or dead!

Ha
Yeah

Speaking without words
I get worried
Worried about her
Where’s she going

Paranoid, always stuck in paranoia
Tuned out the noise
Never fuck with instigators
She thinks she Freud
Lady Luck, she bring me paper
Counting Frank's, enjoy
Like Sinatra, run the tables

Paranoid, always stuck in paranoia
Tuned out the noise
Never fuck with instigators
She thinks she Freud
Lady Luck, she bring me papеr
Counting Frank's, enjoy
Like Sinatra, run the tablеs
Yeah

Really do this shit won't call it quits
Even when I'm in my head I keep on moving big
Only hanging with bosses change your life up quick
I'm paranoid, always gotta check my wrist

Yeah

Can't believe what's really going on
Life feels fake I'm praying that it ends can only last so long
What's going on?
Ask myself when I'm alone
Racing thoughts can't get to 'em from the this zone

Speaking without words
I get worried
Worried about her
Where’s she going

Paranoid, always stuck in paranoia
Tuned out the noise
Never fuck with instigators
She thinks she Freud
Lady Luck, she bring me paper
Counting Frank's, enjoy
Like Sinatra, run the tables
Paranoid, always stuck in paranoia
Tuned out the noise
Never fuck with instigators
She thinks she Freud
Lady Luck, she bring me paper
Counting Frank's, enjoy
Like Sinatra, run the tables

Speaking without words
I get worried
Worried about her
Where’s she going?