#mood – 9TAILS

Pitch black, back room
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no, friends mood
Show no, love mood
I need, drugs mood
I might, die soon
I might, pull out mood
In that

Pitch black, back room
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no, friends mood
Show no, love mood
I need, drugs mood
I might, die soon
I might, pull out mood

Driving and lost, got me feeling my shit
Don’t try to stop it, keep feeding my shit
Zero degrees and it’s cold as a bitch
Blocking the flame that’s abouta be lit

I could just kill the strength of Kaguya it’s all that I feel yea it’s all that I feel

Pitch black, back room
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no, friends mood
Show no, love mood
I need, drugs mood
I might, die soon
I might, pull out mood

Drip, drip, blood on the paper
I rip, rip, all of my flaws into
Bits, bits, I hit my [?] then I
Dip, dip, shoving a flip in a
Brick, brick, she give me head then I
Dip, quick, [?] grip its own
Misfits, staple the pointers with
Sticks, shit, yea
Leak liquid

Pitch black, back room
Sauced out, black coupe
Black jeans, black toque
Got no, friends mood
Show no, love mood
I need, drugs mood
I might, die soon
I might, pull out mood