It's raining daggers outside,
I should stay in but I gotta get out of this
House of cards I've built.
Where will I live when it all comes crashing down?
Who are these strangers in my house,
Cnd what are they all even talking about?
I plead the fifth when I smoke an eighth,
Sativa got me in my head, I don't have much to say.
But not today,
I got to get this shit off my sternum,
But first, let me take a shot of this bourbon, hold up.
It's raining daggers outside,
I should stay in but I gotta get out of this
House of cards I've built.
Where will I live when it all comes crashing down?
Crippling anxiety, I need social lubrication,
Someone hand me a drink before I lose my patience.
I'm anxious around these unknown faces,
I'm on edge, don't push me or I might go apeshit.
One day I'll have to answer to a higher power,
'Til then I'll spend my time avoiding bladed showers.
It's raining daggers outside,
I should stay in but I gotta get out of this
House of cards I've built.
Where will I live when it all comes crashing down?