[Intro]
This is Professor (lim0) speaking to you from the diving bell 400 feet beneath the ocean
Where I'm about to prepare some delicious-delicious-delicious..
Boston lagers in my fridge they'll end up sloshing my ribs
Digested, ingested foggy-minded thoughts up in my crib
I'm trippin' and steppin'
Asking myself "Where's my lord's protection?"
It clashes with my self-will and its chosen direction
[Verse 1]
All the cups of Moscato paint my life like Picasso
Sip it up and swallow my pathway, then follow
A deadly funnel willed with shots, liters, and some funnels
The clean image crumbles in the mirror, I stumble
Trippin' and slippin', I fell into my deadly convictions
I bawl for help, they said I just wanted some attention
Revvin' my engine, it's dark and sticky, there's no pretendin'
I'm never cleansin' until I puke and start dispensin'
Another moon where I sip it slow and I hit it soon
Upgraded to whiskey, hits me, voice is out of tune
"Swimming Pools" in rotation plays in a loop
Implies my trip tonight, blurriness in my sight
Confusion flies and infiltrates the clarity of mind
Trippin' and fallin', the knees are weak, feelin' exhausted
I start coughin', my health is down, feelin' nauseous
Next to the faucet, guess I should've been more cautious
[Hook]
Thoughts are racing, mouth is chasing what I'm always cravin'
This addiction took my rent and my car note payments
I fucking hate it but my mouth tasted it and said (Delicious!)
I fucking wasted, kid
My mind just tasted it and said (Delicious!)
Blackin' out, adjacent in the room
My aura said (Delicious!)
Hungover in doom but my mind always said (Delicious!)
My heart hates it, as it beats to our timely death
[Verse 2]
No longer am I choosing to be patient or calm
People have their fuckin' opinions, droppin' their bombs
Downplaying the forever effects of my birth farm
The roots and grass the reason why I fill up this glass
Swallow in sorrow as I attempt to undrain my past
Never ever let it go, problems forever show
Times are very rough, alcohol dwindles, need some mo'
Drive to the liquor store with rage filled up of course
Goin' home startin' liquid activities alone
Shots and funnels enter my tunnel then laugh at my struggles
Droppin' down in many puddles, stomach starts to tumble
Feel the pull and the knots hurtin' in the full spots
Yes I'm addicted, telling you this is all I got
Life is a hard knock, emotions are never on lock
Another night comes as a blackout begins to pop
The heart pumps to sees the results but never in shock
[Hook]
Thoughts are racing, mouth is chasing what I'm always cravin'
This addiction took my rent and my car note payments
I fucking hate it but my mouth tasted it and said (Delicious!)
I fucking wasted, kid
My mind just tasted it and said (Delicious!)
Blackin' out, adjacent in the room
My aura said (Delicious!)
Hungover in doom but my mind always said (Delicious!)
My heart hates it, as it beats to our timely death
[Outro]
(As it beaten to our timely death)
(As it beaten to our timely death)
(As it beaten to our timely death)
(As it beaten to our timely death)
Drinks are the reasons why I lived, the reasons why I died
Nothing could ever take my mind off the daily cries
Drinkin' my soul away, it numbed it but it made me die
Was it addiction or was it a planned suicide?
This is Professor (lim0) speaking to you from the diving bell 400 feet beneath the ocean
Where I'm about to prepare some delicious-delicious-delicious..
Boston lagers in my fridge they'll end up sloshing my ribs
Digested, ingested foggy-minded thoughts up in my crib
I'm trippin' and steppin'
Asking myself "Where's my lord's protection?"
It clashes with my self-will and its chosen direction
[Verse 1]
All the cups of Moscato paint my life like Picasso
Sip it up and swallow my pathway, then follow
A deadly funnel willed with shots, liters, and some funnels
The clean image crumbles in the mirror, I stumble
Trippin' and slippin', I fell into my deadly convictions
I bawl for help, they said I just wanted some attention
Revvin' my engine, it's dark and sticky, there's no pretendin'
I'm never cleansin' until I puke and start dispensin'
Another moon where I sip it slow and I hit it soon
Upgraded to whiskey, hits me, voice is out of tune
"Swimming Pools" in rotation plays in a loop
Implies my trip tonight, blurriness in my sight
Confusion flies and infiltrates the clarity of mind
Trippin' and fallin', the knees are weak, feelin' exhausted
I start coughin', my health is down, feelin' nauseous
Next to the faucet, guess I should've been more cautious
[Hook]
Thoughts are racing, mouth is chasing what I'm always cravin'
This addiction took my rent and my car note payments
I fucking hate it but my mouth tasted it and said (Delicious!)
I fucking wasted, kid
My mind just tasted it and said (Delicious!)
Blackin' out, adjacent in the room
My aura said (Delicious!)
Hungover in doom but my mind always said (Delicious!)
My heart hates it, as it beats to our timely death
[Verse 2]
No longer am I choosing to be patient or calm
People have their fuckin' opinions, droppin' their bombs
Downplaying the forever effects of my birth farm
The roots and grass the reason why I fill up this glass
Swallow in sorrow as I attempt to undrain my past
Never ever let it go, problems forever show
Times are very rough, alcohol dwindles, need some mo'
Drive to the liquor store with rage filled up of course
Goin' home startin' liquid activities alone
Shots and funnels enter my tunnel then laugh at my struggles
Droppin' down in many puddles, stomach starts to tumble
Feel the pull and the knots hurtin' in the full spots
Yes I'm addicted, telling you this is all I got
Life is a hard knock, emotions are never on lock
Another night comes as a blackout begins to pop
The heart pumps to sees the results but never in shock
[Hook]
Thoughts are racing, mouth is chasing what I'm always cravin'
This addiction took my rent and my car note payments
I fucking hate it but my mouth tasted it and said (Delicious!)
I fucking wasted, kid
My mind just tasted it and said (Delicious!)
Blackin' out, adjacent in the room
My aura said (Delicious!)
Hungover in doom but my mind always said (Delicious!)
My heart hates it, as it beats to our timely death
[Outro]
(As it beaten to our timely death)
(As it beaten to our timely death)
(As it beaten to our timely death)
(As it beaten to our timely death)
Drinks are the reasons why I lived, the reasons why I died
Nothing could ever take my mind off the daily cries
Drinkin' my soul away, it numbed it but it made me die
Was it addiction or was it a planned suicide?
( Dell Nellson )
www.ChordsAZ.com