Deadbeat (feat. Gangwalkk) - Loog

I don't want to raise you Look at me I'm fine, I raised my damn self Whining will not phase me Save yourself you ain't no fucking damsel Be a man, for shame dude Eyes on me, your prime example, anvil My life trajectory was perfect before you came along I was going to leave your mother that summer My tattoo artist still hasn't been paid for this half sleeve Because you need back to school clothes and shoes, every year Nights late with my guys Beers, tunes and some lines Cheers boys, here's to life Phone is off for the night Need a break from the stress Kids, they make such a mess Wife is all on my neck Won't just give it a rest Time Where did it go? I gotta go to work Fucking Goddammit Kid's got a diaper to change I gotta go to work All you kid's do is complain I gotta go to work You wanna play catch with Dad I gotta go to work I gotta go to work These are the worst roommates I ever had Time to give up on being a dad I don't want to raise you Look at me I'm fine, I raised my damn self I don't want to raise you Look at me I'm fine, I raised my damn self

Wake up, the house is on fire And the cat's caught in the dryer Philosophy's a liar When your home is your headstone Icon is the last chance for hope When there's no such thing as heroes Your faith lies in the ditch That you dug yourself in Last chance to piss it all away Nothing but Hell to pay When the lights are going down Oh, deadbeat holiday Celebrate your own decay There's a vacant sign that's hanging high On a noose over your home Oh, deadbeat holiday Get on your knees and pray There's a vacant sign that's hanging high But at least you're not alone Christmas lights in the middle of August Grudges come back to haunt us Your oldest allies are your long lost enemies Grounded in a duplex to find That you're living on a landmine Vacation hotspots is a cemetery drive Last chance to piss it all away Nothing but Hell to pay When the lights are going down Oh, deadbeat holiday Celebrate your own decay There's a vacant sign that's hanging high On a noose over your home Oh, deadbeat holiday Get on your knees and pray There's a vacant sign that's hanging high But at least you're not alone Holiday Suicide Last chance to piss it all away Nothing but Hell to pay When all you wanna do Not to give up (give up) Deadbeat holiday Celebrate your own decay There's a vacant sign that's hanging high On a noose over your home Oh, deadbeat holiday Get on your knees and pray There's a vacant sign that's hanging high But at least you're not alone Oh, deadbeat holiday Celebrate your own decay There's a vacant sign that's hanging high But at least you're not alone Holiday

Huh? Get a job? What for? I'm trying to think I was good, I could talk a mile a minute On this caffeine buzz I was on We were really hummin' We would talk every day for hours We belong to the Deadbeat Club Anywhere we can We're gonna find something We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain In the rain We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club Going down to Allen's for a twenty-five cent beer And the jukebox playing real loud 96 tears We were wild girls walkin' down the street Wild girls and boys going out for a big time We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club Let's go crash that party down in Normaltown tonight Then we'll go skinny-dippin' in the moonlight We were wild girls walkin' down the street Wild girls and boys going out for a big time Anywhere we can We're gonna find something We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain We'll dance in the garden in torn sheets in the rain In the rain We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club We were the Deadbeat Club Oh no! Here they come The members of the Deadbeat Club (Deadbeat Club) Oh no! Here they come The members of the Deadbeat Club (Deadbeat Club) Oh no! Here they come The members of the Deadbeat Club (Deadbeat Club) Oh no! Here they come The members of the Deadbeat Club

I saw it in a dream I saw it in a- Lend my broken heart A lack of a undiscerning Constellation stars I found myself still yearning For things that I can't reach in this lifetime I'm fine, check it out Touch a patient heart I guess we're undeserving, but I'm never gonna let a loser deadbeat break my heart (no) I'm fine, check me out Never gonna let a loser deadbeat break my heart I'm fine, check me out Yeah, I don't care I'm a tough bitch, rare Guardian angels, baby, I've got a pair I'm not scared any more Fate is knocking at my door And she really wants to dance And she's looking really good I can't help but think to myself How did I get so damn lucky? Bright eyed and plucky Then I wake up from my sleep Trying to find out what the fuck it all means (aah) A sweetheart is coming back to me I saw it in a dream And you know that she's sending signs to me And all I gotta do is figure out what they mean A sweetheart is coming back to me I saw it in a dream A sweet resurrection of what was understand Eyes on the prize, and blood on both hands Never gonna let a loser deadbeat break my heart I'm fine, check me out Never gonna let a loser deadbeat break my heart (I'm fine, bitch, check me out) I'll meet you at your place around half past eight I'll be parked outside and I don't wanna wait But fuck it, I guess I'm just caught up in a daydream Dispose of a reality that we'll never reach Mine was always good vibes, all I need to I see you out in public, then I'm getting zany A family of the sinners, yeah, we both get hell to pay Fall into unease we press our bumps and start to pray Your love is just a consolation that I'll never reach A pattern in the sky, a world I'll never breach A sweetheart is coming back to me I saw it in a dream And you know that she's sending signs to me And all I gotta do is figure out what they mean A sweetheart is coming back to me I saw it in a dream A sweet resurrection of what was understand Eyes on the prize, and blood on both hands Never gonna let a loser deadbeat break my heart (no) I'm fine, check me out Never gonna let a loser deadbeat break my heart I'm fine, check me out (I'm fine, bitch, check me out)