Sticky Fingers - Lekkerboy Lyrics

Another week I missed the turn off, holiday
When nothing seems to make you better
At least I'll take my shirt off
New shoes and punching bag to the face
It's new years and there's not much more I can take
I got my game on

Rip it like a chainsaw (upper echelon)
Rip it like a chainsaw (oh, upper echelon)
Rip it like a chainsaw (oh, upper echelon)
A full clip but I missed it
Lean on my cane

Maybe I should take it slow
Heaven spent, let it roll
Maybe I will never know
Watch them dance sliding on

I read it off the back off this card that you wrote me in daydreams
I'm waiting in the car all alone off your phone in the backstreet
We took a bump that was given on the road
Easy living and it stoned me
I've got your pictures out the frame
But the memory remains, yeah, you stoned me, stoned me

It strikes anywhere
Available, go figure, mother funk
In a living nightmare
I'ma sit tight with my head unclear
So break my fall into virtue
Showers of money dribbling down the walls
I think I'm coming up millhouse
Breaking through the battered bricks
While laughing at the characters

Oh, with demonic flowers, demonic flows
The flowers grow
Break the chronicle
I lapse, they climb
I fall, I drop, deuterium wasted
They say so
They say so
I say no

Maybe I should take it slow
Heaven spent, let it roll
Maybe I will never know
Watch them dance sliding on

I've had it
Being an addict
Matter of fact, I'm even badder than I was before
But it make her feel awesome
Boredom inside me no more
There is no such thing as perfect security
Only varying levels of insecurity
Guns drown
I'm flipping it
I put it to your face
I can taste you're gone

Rip it like a chainsaw (upper echelon)
Rip it like a chainsaw (oh, upper echelon)
Rip it like a chainsaw (oh, upper echelon)
A full clip but I missed it
Lean on my cane

I read it off the back off this card that you wrote me in daydreams
I'm waiting in the car all alone off your phone in the backstreet
We took a bump that was given on the road
Easy living and it stoned me
I've got your pictures out the frame
But the memory remains, yeah, you stoned me, stoned me

I read it off the back off this card that you wrote me in daydreams
(Maybe I should take it slow)
I'm waiting in the car all alone off your phone in the backstreet
(Heaven spent, let it roll)
We took a bump that was given on the road
Easy living and it stoned me (maybe I will never know)
I've got your pictures out the frame (watch them dance)
But the memory remains, yeah, you stoned me, stoned me
I'm sliding on

I'm either way
Educating to the streets the facts of life
Yeah, what ya gon' do now?
It's way too emotional
I'm either way
Educating to the streets the facts of life
Yeah, what ya gon' do now?
It's way too emotional

Another week I missed the turn off, holiday
When nothing seems to make you better
At least I'll take my shirt off