[Intro]

(Yung Germ)

(CRCL)

[Verse 1]

I wish everyone lived in a dystopia

Acid in the cracks of the vertebrae

Flowed a little closer to Andromeda, huh

Then we all go to war now

Flowers pushing cracked ceiling, concrete up

Can not find the maker, kill the messenger

A little more space up in Valhalla, huh

‘Cause we are surely war-bound

[Chorus]

And the grenades we’re catching, been going off in our hands

And the grenades we’re catching, been going off once again

And the grenades are floating, then going off in the air

You’re scared, I’m scared, no one can help you now

[Verse 2]

A little more drugs from the peddler

Back bar brawls fuck your collar up

Lesser than you were was unprofessional, huh

Now you are on the floor now

[Hook]

The alcohol you’re chasing, it’s going all to your head

The mixes that you’re making like a bartender

And nobody near you wants to bring the problem up

The alcohol you’re chasing, it’s going all to your head

The mixes that you’re making like a bartender

And nobody near you wants to bring the problem up

[Bridge]

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]

And the grenades we’re catching, been going off in our hands

And the grenades we’re catching, been going off once again

And the grenades are floating, then going off in the air

You’re scared, I’m scared, no one can help you now