Glorified
But who am I
Floating off of psilocy'
Four floors
But the fourth
All the way up in the sky
Bartender
Looking fine
Maybe she'll be mine tonight
When in Rome
Do as Rome does
I won't pay the tourist guide
I'm a hypocrite I
Steal a dead face, hoping it'll come back to life
I'm a hypocrite I
Hope the shit laced, praying that I'll still be alive
I'm a hypocrite I
Steal a dead face, hoping it'll come back to life
I'm a hypocrite I
Hope the shit laced, praying that I'll still be alive
Fixing my pockets
Falling out of sight
Thinking that I'm hot shit
You thinking that I lied
I just wanna stop it
Stop the time
Try to get you back
And I pray it ain't a crime
Hopping out the top
Swinging my hands out the window, uh uh
Huffing cellophane and blowing all of my C-notes
Yeah, all of my
Glorified
But who am I
Floating off of psilocy'
Four floors
But the fourth
All the way up in the sky
Bartender
Looking fine
Maybe she'll be mine tonight
When in Rome
Do as Rome does
I won't pay the tourist guide
Glorified
But who am I
Floating off of psilocy'
Four floors
But the fourth
All the way up in the sky
Bartender
Looking fine
Maybe she'll be mine tonight
When in Rome
Do as Rome does
I won't pay the tourist guide