$60

Father said to me, I don't need that bullshit
I'll never make, never make it on my own
But here's the thing, I never get by anyway
It keeps me up just thinking about it

My pockets filled with teeth and blood
I ain't a father, not a son
And I'll never become either one
I've got a problem
I've got a problem

Cocaine
Cocaine
Cocaine

Mother said to me I don't need that bullshit
I'll never make, never make it on my own
But here's the thing, I never get by anyway
It keeps me up just thinking about it