A shadow is cast in my footsteps
I think about doing what's right
'Cause in my mind I'm out of sight

But a man like me can't see you
Can't hold you for the night
'Cause I haven't been keeping my body tight

It's a long way to come out swinging
Yeah I wager, won't think twice
I roll the dice honey
Ooh Ooh Oooh
That's right

The worst part about being homeless
Is waking up from a dirty wet dream
With a lap full of cum and a head full of steam

And I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their pity, need my country figs
And I hear drunk drivers singing
As they speed to a red light
No brake marks mean suicide, honey
Ooh Ooh Oooh

Got a cap full of temporary hair
I got a chest with a vacant heart
Got a skin full of piss and one last dart

And the memory of my woman
Passing by to call my name
Don't test me girl I've got torso pain

I might just drive a car
Best on the lot
I speed home baby show you what I've got
And if you won't say yes
I'll full-tilt gain it
Right into the side of the Best and Less

Said I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny, need my country figs
Said I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny, need my country figs
Said I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny, need my country figs

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Writer(s): Alex Cameron, Ivan Vizintin, Pavle Vizintin, Roy Molloy