Spine

I can get you high, but I can't read your mind I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this Why would you cry? I don't know I was getting high, now I'm way too stoned (yeah) I'm too high, I was way too gone (hah) I was getting too high, now I'm too low (get wrecked) Yeah, I feel like Lil Peep when I'm in the Benz truck Yeah, I feel like Lil Peep when I'm in the Benz truck Rolling up weed, she was tryna flick up I'm lonely, but I don't give a f*ck Say you love me, do you really love me? Swear you love me if you really love me I'm rockin' Air Force 1s and a fucking white tee Now I drip in Balmain and you really can't leave I can get you high, but I can't read your mind I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this