Cozy

These nights are passing slow I keep hearing voices I've hit a new low Finding better poisons I wish I hadn't been so bold And it still feels cold I got your palm marks on my back And some borders round the rope Even though it kills me I still loved the way we smoked I still have our late night Conversations on my phone If only I could fit some into my soul I could feel more cozy binging up a stack Nothing else could hold me, going round the back I could feel more cozy, I don't give a f*ck If it's gonna kill me, I wanna feel cozy What she do with her man You can't help but think that She ringing up new bags Show up with new bangs Showing up on new land She got a wad of cash in one hand And some jewels on the other All she had to do was just ask Even though it kills me I still loved the way we smoked I still have our late night Conversations on my phone If only I could fit some into my soul Cause I could feel more cozy binging up a stack Nothing else could hold me, going round the back I could feel more cozy, I don't give a f*ck If it's gonna kill me, I just wanna feel cozy Chocolate chip chupa chups on a stick Sulky sick pucker up till she dips Threw away dirty dough down a slope Threw away all my love down a ditch Bottle paperweights on a desk Foreign id speed-cashing checks Smoking white lies bruising purple necks Slip-on love still stuck on her chat I got a GPS to your heart But it's fucking broken, broke I got a GPS to your heart But it's fucking broken It broke so many years ago