Bad Things

Finger on the weapon

Like we been here before

Fought so many battles

Whose counting anymore

These paper walls are breaking

And the drugs we would take in

So tired of trying to fake it

And I just wanna jump ship

We dropping all the baggage (yuh!)

This is a right of passage (hey!)

We riding automatic (yeah!)

There ain’t no turning back

Sometimes the dark (oh oh)

Lead me to the light (oh oh)

And I'll be ok (oh oh)

If I get through the night

Now we out just chasing that money

Now we ain't hurting no body

Conversations on that molly

Like why my heart always all in

Sometimes the dark (oh oh)

Lead me to the light (oh oh)

And I'll be ok (oh oh)

So used to the fight

We doing bad, bad things

We in a bad, bad place

We gonna run shit up

‘Till the Sun comes up

The end justify the means

We doing bad, bad things

We in a bad, bad place

Yeah, we rolling stones

We ain’t got no home

Where we going ain't where we been

I’m living out a suit case

I’m walking these long days

Summer in the rear view

It's just another heartbreak

We moving how we have to

A few too many tattoos

Whatever was the meaning

Void of the feeling

We dropping all the baggage (yuh!)

This is a right of passage (hey!)

We riding automatic (yeah!)

There ain’t no turning back

Sometimes the dark (oh oh)

Lead me to the light (oh oh)

And I'll be ok (oh oh)

If I get through the night

Now we out just chasing that money

Now we ain't hurting no body

Conversations on that molly

Like why my heart always all in

Sometimes the dark (oh oh)

Lead me to the light (oh oh)

And I'll be ok (oh oh)

So used to the fight

We doing bad, bad things

We in a bad, bad place

We gonna run shit up

‘Till the Sun comes up

The end justify the means

We doing bad, bad things

We in a bad, bad place

Yeah, we rolling stones

We ain’t got no home

Where we going ain't where we been

Sometimes the dark

Leads me to the light

Sometimes for the peace

We both got to fight