Ay
Came to your party
Cause I knew you really care
Feel like a Marley
Put that reefer in the air
Yeah there's no bacardi
But tequila's over there
You came to party
Put two fingers in the air
Let's get it started
Get my team all up in here
Feel like The Weeknd
I was never really there
Tonight were doing drugs
It's f*cked up up in here
An eighth of shrooms
Will get me right up in the air
Let's flip a coin
And put your life up in the air
I dreamt a dream and then
I lived it over here
I know the system
That we're stuck in isn't fair
At least there's ways
To break the cycle over here
We be feeding
The machine of enterprise
Sick of the truth
So I'm feeding into lies
Don't cut my wrist
Put that ink all up inside
I'm with the shits
But I'm no demon when I die
Came to your party
Cause I knew you really care
Feel like a Marley
Put that reefer in the air
Yeah there's no bacardi
But tequila's over there
You came to party
Put two fingers in the air
Let's get it started
Get my team all up in here
Feel like The Weeknd
I was never really there
Tonight were doing drugs
It's f*cked up up in here
An eighth of shrooms
Will get me right up in the air
Let's flip a coin
And put your life up in the air
I dreamt a dream and then
I lived it over here
I know the system
That we're stuck in isn't fair
At least there's ways
To break the cycle over here
We be feeding
The machine of enterprise
Sick of the truth
So I'm feeding into lies
Don't cut my wrist
Put that ink all up inside
I'm with the shits
But I'm no demon when I die
Stxr - THE MACHINE Lyrics
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English
Ay
Came to your party
Cause I knew you really care
Feel like a Marley
Put that reefer in the air
Yeah there's no bacardi
But tequila's over there
You came to party
Put two fingers in the air
Let's get it started
Get my team all up in here
Feel like The Weeknd
I was never really there
Tonight were doing drugs
It's f*cked up up in here
An eighth of shrooms
Will get me right up in the air
Let's flip a coin
And put your life up in the air
I dreamt a dream and then
I lived it over here
I know the system
That we're stuck in isn't fair
At least there's ways
To break the cycle over here
We be feeding
The machine of enterprise
Sick of the truth
So I'm feeding into lies
Don't cut my wrist
Put that ink all up inside
I'm with the shits
But I'm no demon when I die
Came to your party
Cause I knew you really care
Feel like a Marley
Put that reefer in the air
Yeah there's no bacardi
But tequila's over there
You came to party
Put two fingers in the air
Let's get it started
Get my team all up in here
Feel like The Weeknd
I was never really there
Tonight were doing drugs
It's f*cked up up in here
An eighth of shrooms
Will get me right up in the air
Let's flip a coin
And put your life up in the air
I dreamt a dream and then
I lived it over here
I know the system
That we're stuck in isn't fair
At least there's ways
To break the cycle over here
We be feeding
The machine of enterprise
Sick of the truth
So I'm feeding into lies
Don't cut my wrist
Put that ink all up inside
I'm with the shits
But I'm no demon when I die
Came to your party
Cause I knew you really care
Feel like a Marley
Put that reefer in the air
Yeah there's no bacardi
But tequila's over there
You came to party
Put two fingers in the air
Let's get it started
Get my team all up in here
Feel like The Weeknd
I was never really there
Tonight were doing drugs
It's f*cked up up in here
An eighth of shrooms
Will get me right up in the air
Let's flip a coin
And put your life up in the air
I dreamt a dream and then
I lived it over here
I know the system
That we're stuck in isn't fair
At least there's ways
To break the cycle over here
We be feeding
The machine of enterprise
Sick of the truth
So I'm feeding into lies
Don't cut my wrist
Put that ink all up inside
I'm with the shits
But I'm no demon when I die
Came to your party
Cause I knew you really care
Feel like a Marley
Put that reefer in the air
Yeah there's no bacardi
But tequila's over there
You came to party
Put two fingers in the air
Let's get it started
Get my team all up in here
Feel like The Weeknd
I was never really there
Tonight were doing drugs
It's f*cked up up in here
An eighth of shrooms
Will get me right up in the air
Let's flip a coin
And put your life up in the air
I dreamt a dream and then
I lived it over here
I know the system
That we're stuck in isn't fair
At least there's ways
To break the cycle over here
We be feeding
The machine of enterprise
Sick of the truth
So I'm feeding into lies
Don't cut my wrist
Put that ink all up inside
I'm with the shits
But I'm no demon when I die
Writer: Sean Miller
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