Lock In - Nicotine Friday Lyrics

Holy f*cking shit
Why would you slam the breaks
We're on the f*cking highway, what are you doing
Stop f*cking riding my ass, I'm not controlling traffic
Idiot
The f*cking, why are you passing
It's a 75 and you're passing doing 69
Call me pine the way I'm f*cking these trees
A cigarette's my gasoline
You know that Stamart's gonna gift all that motherf*ckin shit to me
And I'm craving another pack of Marlboros
Need a goth bitch to peg me and end my sorrow
And now you can hear, this is an instrument
There's a day at the end of the week
Where we consume all our nicotine
So pop a Zynn and we'll feel alive
And I don't care if it's wrong or right, whoa, it's nicotine Friday tonight
Come to Maine to find a way to be free
Invading this sorority
Take a break on the patio, so I can get another couple drags in me
And I'm thinking this goth chick is kinda cute
They're trying to talk to me, I don't know what to do
And now they're bringing me upstairs
Wait, what the f*ck is going on
There's a day at the end of the week
Where we consume all our nicotine
So pop a Zynn and we'll feel alive
And I don't care if it's wrong or right, whoa, it's nicotine Friday tonight
Breathe in
As the smoke clears around me, I wonder
Should I be doing this to my lungs
Breathe out
I know it could give me cancer, whatever
It just feels too good to be wrong, no
There's a day at the end of the week
Where we consume all our nicotine
There's a day at the end of the week
Where we consume all our nicotine
So pop a Zynn and we'll feel alive
And I don't care if it's wrong or right, whoa, it's nicotine Friday tonight
There's a day at the end of the week
Where we consume all our nicotine
So pop a Zynn and we'll feel alive
And I don't care if it's wrong or right, whoa, it's nicotine Friday tonight
And I don't care if it's wrong or right, whoa, f*cking kill me, I'm gonna shit