Bath Salt Boogie by Nicky M Lyrics
My sheets, her body, art like Magritte's and Dali's
Destruction is her hobby and she's so Illuminati
At least that's what I figure, ginger fingers dipped in molly
She rubs 'em on her gums, until her tongue burn like wasabi
She says she isn't really living, she's just going through the motions
And her only real friends are me, the drugs, and tanning lotion
Emotions never felt, she never deals her burning cards
She says she likes when we get sick, and says it's death that turns her on
But our timings always off, we're sundials the basement
Pretend there's nothing there, just smile blank like mental patients
We're both left in the dark, but when we're high we have night vision
Until it's rapid rapid thigh movement, and I'm losing my religion
What's forgiveness, if you don't give a fuck to begin with?
What is it, that makes our clocks tick on different minutes?
She just wants another line, right before we go to bed
I gave her ambien instead, she gave sleepyhead
[Hook]
I've been runnin' through your mind, it's like my feet are full of asphalt
I can make you crazy baby, I can be your bath salt
Uh-huh, and all your friends say you've got issues
I do to though, that's why I bite you when I kiss you
(repeat)
Wake up on the floor, nosebleed from night before
Wipe the crust from my eye, belt hangin' on the door
Pickin scabs off my hands as I unroll all my money
Buying food with rolled up 50s, makes the clerk look at you funny
I'm violent, she's a Femme, my little blister in the sun
I taught that bitch to fly like tom petty, 91
She's waking up before me in the dark side of my room
She scratch the inside of the zip-lock, she want the residue
Got that gravity swag drag these bitches back to earth
Had me goin out to breakfast, lemme wipe it on her shirt
Five eggs over easy, wheat toast and three mimosas
Another egg hard boiled, sausage links, a cup of Folgers
Gettin older, maybe not, I'm dead before I'm 28
Cobain brain the way I'd rather burn out than fade away
And I'm burning everyday, to keep these bars like benzo addicts
First I fuck her like a rabbit in a salad full of carrots
[Hook]
I've been runnin' through your mind, it's like my feet are full of asphalt
I can make you crazy baby, I can be your bath salt
Uh-huh, and all your friends say you've got issues
I do to though, that's why I bite you when I kiss you
You've been running through my mind, I think that it's your ass fault
Uh-huh and I can be your bath salt
Yup 'cus all your friends say you've got issues
I do to though, that's why I bite you when I kiss you
Take apart your mind, take a step inside
Dig for that third eye where the different lobes divide
Pry it open wide, and always keep it open
Like your ears on the beach, for the sounds of the ocean
Grab your tanning lotion, I'll rub it in your back
Like the springs of this mattress rubbin' in your back
Tell the girls I'm back, out the fridge off the rack
But I like to keep a snack behind the milk in the back
Fridge plugged in, less drugs than
When I was in college but the drugs don't end
And I can't pretend, I don't do them with my friends
Or the girls that we meet at 3am on the weekends
The week ends, they move faster towards disaster
Just sex, quiet laughter, chilling in the rafters
Honey badger, 'cus I don't give a fuck
Flip her over then it's over, first we get two nuts...
Destruction is her hobby and she's so Illuminati
At least that's what I figure, ginger fingers dipped in molly
She rubs 'em on her gums, until her tongue burn like wasabi
She says she isn't really living, she's just going through the motions
And her only real friends are me, the drugs, and tanning lotion
Emotions never felt, she never deals her burning cards
She says she likes when we get sick, and says it's death that turns her on
But our timings always off, we're sundials the basement
Pretend there's nothing there, just smile blank like mental patients
We're both left in the dark, but when we're high we have night vision
Until it's rapid rapid thigh movement, and I'm losing my religion
What's forgiveness, if you don't give a fuck to begin with?
What is it, that makes our clocks tick on different minutes?
She just wants another line, right before we go to bed
I gave her ambien instead, she gave sleepyhead
[Hook]
I've been runnin' through your mind, it's like my feet are full of asphalt
I can make you crazy baby, I can be your bath salt
Uh-huh, and all your friends say you've got issues
I do to though, that's why I bite you when I kiss you
(repeat)
Wake up on the floor, nosebleed from night before
Wipe the crust from my eye, belt hangin' on the door
Pickin scabs off my hands as I unroll all my money
Buying food with rolled up 50s, makes the clerk look at you funny
I'm violent, she's a Femme, my little blister in the sun
I taught that bitch to fly like tom petty, 91
She's waking up before me in the dark side of my room
She scratch the inside of the zip-lock, she want the residue
Got that gravity swag drag these bitches back to earth
Had me goin out to breakfast, lemme wipe it on her shirt
Five eggs over easy, wheat toast and three mimosas
Another egg hard boiled, sausage links, a cup of Folgers
Gettin older, maybe not, I'm dead before I'm 28
Cobain brain the way I'd rather burn out than fade away
And I'm burning everyday, to keep these bars like benzo addicts
First I fuck her like a rabbit in a salad full of carrots
[Hook]
I've been runnin' through your mind, it's like my feet are full of asphalt
I can make you crazy baby, I can be your bath salt
Uh-huh, and all your friends say you've got issues
I do to though, that's why I bite you when I kiss you
You've been running through my mind, I think that it's your ass fault
Uh-huh and I can be your bath salt
Yup 'cus all your friends say you've got issues
I do to though, that's why I bite you when I kiss you
Take apart your mind, take a step inside
Dig for that third eye where the different lobes divide
Pry it open wide, and always keep it open
Like your ears on the beach, for the sounds of the ocean
Grab your tanning lotion, I'll rub it in your back
Like the springs of this mattress rubbin' in your back
Tell the girls I'm back, out the fridge off the rack
But I like to keep a snack behind the milk in the back
Fridge plugged in, less drugs than
When I was in college but the drugs don't end
And I can't pretend, I don't do them with my friends
Or the girls that we meet at 3am on the weekends
The week ends, they move faster towards disaster
Just sex, quiet laughter, chilling in the rafters
Honey badger, 'cus I don't give a fuck
Flip her over then it's over, first we get two nuts...