Cost of Lifestyle
Lyrics
Does revenge really exist?
Can you fix a hole in your heart with the swing of your fist?
A debonair on a two-speed bike
A dead lamb is the perfect skin for things you might like
So stop selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need, yeah
A dirty dude with a dirty regret
We had a great connection but I hadn't seen the headlines yet
Can you find what you're looking for?
Can you really get high and keep yourself inside the law?
So stop selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
Selling me shit that I don't need
And telling me shit I don't believe
I don't want to get down low, don't want to roll my sleeves
Don't want to wipe my lips or even try to please
'Cause it's shit that I don't need
Stacked on top of shit that I don't need
Writer(s): SAMUEL DAVID CROMACK
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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