作词 : Charlie Russell/Sam Matlock/Rachel Hastings
作曲 : Charlie Russell/Sam Matlock/Rachel Hastings
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Sometimes I just feel so malicious
Got no dreams and got no wishes
Got this lack of vision
Nothing turns me on
I'm a graveyard for ambition
I can't stand this repetition
I can't stand this repetition
Someone cut me off
I hang with the vultures
'Cause I'm proud to pick the corpses
Yeah, it's sick
I'm caught in the slaughter
Of this 21st century torture
It's my kink
I keep my hand close to my chest
So they don't see me sweating
I sleep with one eye open
And both hands on a weapon
I don't wanna think, I just wanna
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
You can try and do your worst
But it'll never be enough
Little punks likе you try to call my bluff
Little ****s like you try to act so tough
You left mе naked on the pyre
You made my heart an empty home
You made my head a raging fire
Of sweet desire, of sweet desire
I put the lust in lacklustre
Dumb little ****, which way is up?
We're out of luck, I'm all used up
Got nothing left to give
I keep a book of all the people
Who've left me high and dry
Signed with a false name:
Mr. Jesus Christ
Ready?
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
It's not a state of mind
It's just poor character design
You're going to feel this way forever and ever and ever
Unless you kick back against the pressure
I hang with the vultures
'Cause I'm proud to pick the corpses
Yeah, it's sick
I'm caught in the slaughter
Of this 21st century torture
It's my kink
I keep a book for all the
People who pushed me to the brink
I don't wanna think
I just wanna
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
作词 : Charlie Russell/Sam Matlock/Rachel Hastings
作曲 : Charlie Russell/Sam Matlock/Rachel Hastings
[Intro: Milkie Way]
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
[Verse 1: Milkie Way]
Sometimes I just feel so malicious
Got no dreams and got no wishes
Got this lack of vision
Nothing turns me on
I'm a graveyard for ambition
I can't stand this repetition
I can't stand this repetition
Someone cut me off
[Pre-Chorus: Milkie Way, Sam Matlock]
I hang with the vultures
'Cause I'm proud to pick the corpses
Yeah, it's sick
I'm caught in the slaughter
Of this 21st century torture
It's my kink
I keep my hand close to my chest
So they don't see me sweating
I sleep with one eye open
And both hands on a weapon
[Chorus: Milkie Way, Sam Matlock]
I don't wanna think, I just wanna
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
[Verse 2: Milkie Way]
You can try and do your worst
But it'll never be enough
Little punks likе you try to call my bluff
Little ****s like you try to act so tough
You left mе naked on the pyre
You made my heart an empty home
You made my head a raging fire
Of sweet desire, of sweet desire
[Pre-Chorus: Sam Matlock]
I put the lust in lacklustre
Dumb little ****, which way is up?
We're out of luck, I'm all used up
Got nothing left to give
I keep a book of all the people
Who've left me high and dry
Signed with a false name:
Mr. Jesus Christ
[Chorus: Milkie Way, Sam Matlock]
Ready?
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
[Bridge: Milkie Way]
It's not a state of mind
It's just poor character design
You're going to feel this way forever and ever and ever
Unless you kick back against the pressure
[Pre-Chorus: Milkie Way, Sam Matlock]
I hang with the vultures
'Cause I'm proud to pick the corpses
Yeah, it's sick
I'm caught in the slaughter
Of this 21st century torture
It's my kink
I keep a book for all the
People who pushed me to the brink
I don't wanna think
I just wanna
[Chorus: Milkie Way, Milkie Way & Sam Matlock]
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love
[Outro: Milkie Way & Sam Matlock]
Drink, ****, fight, love
Drink, ****, fight, love