Whilst those fuckers were getting sniffed up and gambling in Vegas I dabbed 5 tabs and got lost in the lights
I'm a tourist in this realm and this here is to the postcard I'll never write
Here's to the pictures I've never taken because I was having too much fun in the moment to think about it
Frozen moments got frozen over time
As I try to memorise the taste of a divine fine wine
But my memory can not recall tastes,
It craves a chase of a sense that these taste buds can make
Satisfying addictions I am not yet addicted to
I seek pleasure and don't stop to see the pain it inflicts on you
They say drugs are a lazy way to happiness
Having children made me realise nothing can recreate the emotions that family does
No emoji, no hashtag, no digital flashback
No future, no promise, just this and we can have that
Just one single moment it's priceless not golden

I'm offended by all criticism even if it's constructive
Recreating art due to nit picking until you've lost your way and fucked it
I don't take these compliments well either, I feel I'm being patronised
So I make songs and don't release them in fear that they'll be chastised
And ruined by opinions, praises and bastard lies
My only promise received within this human form is that one day I will have to die
A smack head mum OD'ing with her baby on her titty
Not even the love of her child can save her from that nitty trap
The power of addiction, temptation and mental tax
Emotions aren't logic and hurt can't pretend its happy
A plethora of scattiness on a pursuit of chasing happiness
In the image of others trying to captivate a facade
Bravado, too far though, simplicity's hard
Imagine if I wrote music to be a rich superstar
And then I woke up...