Tinted cheeks with the cherry lips
We were making out and then my hand slipped
Breaking ice upon a broken hill
Maybe it's a sign that I should probably chill
Getting faded off of five dollars
I may be broke but I'm still getting higher
This summer fling was never supposed to happen
Maybe I can turn around when ain't nobody watching
Maybe I can get away
From trouble that I seem to crave
I like my problems like I like my face
And that's ironic cause I don't look great
In the mirror fogging up my visions blurry I ain't seeing straight
Could I get away
From trouble that I seem to crave
I like my problems like I like my face
And that's ironic cause I don't look great
In the mirror fogging up my visions blurry I ain't seeing straight
Sneakers breaking at the front bottoms
I guess keeping on my toes has got me causing problems
Flipping bitches like a kick I'm on skateboard
Maybe if I put it up I'll hit the right chord
Fingers feeling weaker after every grasp
By the time I quit my life will probably pass by but
Ain't it just a drag that you can die for smokes
But ain't no vapor for the feen so he would probably choke
Maybe I can get away
From trouble that I seem to crave
I like my problems like I like my face
And that's ironic cause I don't look great
In the mirror fogging up my visions blurry I ain't seeing straight
Could I get away
From trouble that I seem to crave
I like my problems like I like my face
And that's ironic cause I don't look great
In the mirror fogging up my visions blurry I ain't seeing straight