Fucked Up

Do ya wanna get fucked up Cause I kinda wanna And I think we're gonna Kinda sorta gonna getta little bitta fucked up Come on let's grab a bottle And your favorite bowl We'll drink until we're jaded Smoking up people we don't know What's the point of growing up When it's so fun being a f*ck up So I took a shot and prayed to the benefit of doubt Left my heart at the door and I'm ready to shout Sweet contingency, contingency Come on and binge with me binge with me So consistently consistently I rely on contingency's sympathy So I just wanna get fucked up But do I really need to Or will I fall through Tryna get a little sober Honey I don't know her Frankly Candor Maybe it's time to end this bender Cause today I woke up at 2 Got drunk at 4:30 Skipped my evening class Went for a punishment run and Didn't stop until I puked in the grass Now my serotonin's sapped And I wanna take a nap But I can't fall asleep And I wanna share these sheets Thanks to the 6 shots of whiskey I'm feeling kinda frisky So I texted you and prayed to the benefit of doubt Left my heart on the screen and I'm ready to shout Sweet contingency, contingency oh Come on and binge with me binge with me So consistently consistently I rely on contingency's sympathy