And when I throw, I'm wrong
Under cannabis, I sleep
And when I drink, I'm wrong
When I fight, I'm wrong
I'm ecstatic, I'm wrong
However, I laugh so hard
And when I'm close to death
I still bite life
Greedy for it's gold
And when I hit the mark, I track down my soul
In search of Texas
And when I hit my emptiness, I aim for vice
In search of Memphis
And when I hit the mark, I track down my soul
In search of Texas
And when I hit my emptiness, I aim for vice
In search of Memphis
I'm boiling, boiling, boiling
I'm boiling, boiling, boiling
When I take drugs, it's my fault
I'm a cosmonaut
And when I sing, I'm wrong
And when I danse, I'm wrong
And when I live, I'm wrong
And when I laugh, I'm wrong
And when I'm close to death
I still bite life
Greedy for it's gold
And when I hit the mark, I track down my soul
In search of Texas
And when I hit my emptiness, I aim for vice
In search of Memphis
And when I hit the mark, I track down my soul
In search of Texas
And when I hit my emptiness, I aim for vice
In search of Memphis
I'm boiling, boiling, boiling
I'm boiling, boiling, boiling
If it's time to scroll through the city
I'm under pills
If it's time to scroll through the city
I'm under pills
If it's time to scroll through the city
I'm under pills
If it's time to scroll through the city
I'm under pills
If it's time to scroll through the city (my god)
I'm under pills
If it's time to scroll through the city (oh my god)
I'm under pills
If it's time to scroll through the city (oh my god)
I'm under pills
And when I hit the mark, I track down my soul
In search of Texas
And when I hit my emptiness, I aim for vice
In search of Memphis
And when I hit the mark, I track down my soul
In search of Texas
And when I hit my emptiness, I aim for vice
In search of Memphis
I'm boiling, boiling, boiling
I'm boiling, boiling, boiling