To The Grave

I think I need a little smoke You always rottin' my brain But you're not to blame I still love the way You take the edge away I love the way you call my name Runnin' right back to you Really got the juice Got a grip on me Love takin' sips with you If I never see your face again Is that a loss or that a win? Guess that answer just depends All that's gold has got to end Hard to hang out with my friends When you're not around They all need a little smoke You always rottin' my brain But you're not to blame I still love the way You take the edge away I love the way you call my name Runnin' right back to you Really got the juice Got a grip on me Life just made sense with you I thought I'd take you to the grave Granite stones, they'd etch our names You're the only one that stayed I'm linked to you like a chain Hard to thug this shit out With you not around I think I need a little smoke You always rottin' my brain But you're not to blame I still love the way You take the edge away I love the way you call my name Runnin' right back to you Really got the juice Got a grip on me God I'm so sick of you I still love the way, I still love the way, I still love the way You take the edge away