Brassie Buyer's Remorse lyrics
Buyer's Remorse
Brassie
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You’re “no addict”
But you’re always at it
When you have it
Every last hit’s past batshit
As if you could take a hint
When to pass it/trash it
After all you’re lit
And your stash ain’t ash yet
Maybe if you saved that ST
You would’ve just grazed that OD
Could’ve missed the days of the DTs
On your knees pleading for relief BC
Now you can run back to mommy
But what you’re gonna do is probably
Wake up, grab your morning cup of coffee
Then back into work
Attacking your worth
Awfully hard
There’s no excuse
For what you do
So much to lose
Am I getting through to you?
You were born perfect
You never had to work, kid
(You sure didn’t)
You were served dessеrt
With a silver spoon and fork set
Til the day you lеarned that
You never deserved it
Afterwards you took a turn
To earn your very first hit
So certain you’d never earned shit
The words hurt but you heard it
You were assured the world
Blurring burden or gift, you burned it
That’s not even the worst bit
Your last is far from your first hit
You’re sure to never quit
Affording all your slips
And never really feeling worth it
There’s no excuse
For what you do
So much to lose
Am I getting through to you?
Born from wealth
So you bought your own hell
Not addicted to the filth;
Just to hating yourself
But you’re always at it
When you have it
Every last hit’s past batshit
As if you could take a hint
When to pass it/trash it
After all you’re lit
And your stash ain’t ash yet
Maybe if you saved that ST
You would’ve just grazed that OD
Could’ve missed the days of the DTs
On your knees pleading for relief BC
Now you can run back to mommy
But what you’re gonna do is probably
Wake up, grab your morning cup of coffee
Then back into work
Attacking your worth
Awfully hard
There’s no excuse
For what you do
So much to lose
Am I getting through to you?
You were born perfect
You never had to work, kid
(You sure didn’t)
You were served dessеrt
With a silver spoon and fork set
Til the day you lеarned that
You never deserved it
Afterwards you took a turn
To earn your very first hit
So certain you’d never earned shit
The words hurt but you heard it
You were assured the world
Blurring burden or gift, you burned it
That’s not even the worst bit
Your last is far from your first hit
You’re sure to never quit
Affording all your slips
And never really feeling worth it
There’s no excuse
For what you do
So much to lose
Am I getting through to you?
Born from wealth
So you bought your own hell
Not addicted to the filth;
Just to hating yourself
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