Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser

Dirty Dike – Sucking On Prawns In The Moonlight (2015)

Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser
Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser
Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser
Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser
Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser
Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser
Dirty Dike – Alcoholic Tosser

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  1. [Verse 1]
    I'm a self searching man, at least I thought I was in those days
    I'm okay I 'spose, but still I snort up loads of cocaine
    They say it's down to mistrust, abandonment and self-hate
    I stare 'em in the eye and cry to fuck 'em if it felt great
    I struggle in myself, place a bubble built around my life
    And if I haven't been a part of nothing in my pounding mind
    Then fuck it, I'll just sit within a grin and pick another time
    And distance in to mix the gin and substance in my fucking life
    Cuz nothing knows the love inside, feel it but the valve is clocked
    Pissing out the liquids by the thousands to the fountain pots
    And none of your umbrellas could resist the muddy pounding drops
    With every dripping tear and all the shouting in this house I've locked
    So try breaking in and see how far your candle burns
    It's pitch black forever in this mountain of abandoned words
    Mismatching tenants in a crowded vegetated patch
    Staring at the rusty jerrycan again, now take a match

    [Hook]
    One simple weed smoking alcoholic tosser
    One little key opens up your options proper
    Stomp on the beat, talk shit and down a vodka

    Stop living weak, own a house and see the doctor
    (X2)

    [Verse 2]
    Until the flames collapse I'm comforting the heat
    I know it takes a man to stab a drunkard to his feet
    But I'm tired, the crusade of facts has played a random help
    But who's brain is who's mate, I can't be arsed to slap myself
    It's never my fault, I've come to terms on my denial
    It seems to be the only thing to serve my custom of a smile
    The grief beneath the sober thing that burns enough to comfort Sid
    Before I'm rich and bubbling I'm eating out the fucking bin
    So fuck the normal way, with corners I'm just walking straight
    Fuck a spoon, fuck a knife, I'm all about the fork to face
    I'm walking round my awkward mates that weep outside this doorstep
    And force stress deep inside a portion of my boring head
    I was pulled out with forceps, I didn't wanna leave the womb
    I didn't wanna see the truth, I didn't wanna breathe
    Cuz it's a disgusting, mistrusting dustbin we sit fucked in
    Lusting for drug fixes, fix lusting nothing

    [Hook X2]

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