No Refunds - Crispies

I eat a lot of junk and smoke two packs a day

It doesn’t keep me healthy, who needs life anyway?

Always kick the dirt and I wake up in the mud

All my friends know I take bruises for the best cut

Sip this, smoke that

Shoot, miss (Bla, bla)

I don’t wanna

Wake up (Bla, bla)

Sip this, smoke that

Shoot, miss (Bla, bla)

I don’t wanna

Wake up

I go hard 'till 9 a.m. and I get up at six

And if there’s anyone to blame then I swear I’ll blame the crucifix

Kick kicks, sugar flip, trip hits, you seem distant

But only on the weekend

Rebel, rebel, rebel, no I’ve never been a rebel

I just listen to my mixtape and tell myself I’m different

Did you get my message it said 'bruises for the what?'

Bruises for the best cut, bruises for the best cut

Sip this, smoke that

Shoot, miss (Bla, bla)

I don’t wanna

Wake up (Bla, bla)

Sip this, smoke that

Shoot, miss (Bla, bla)

I don’t wanna

Wake up

Sip this, smoke that

Shoot, miss (Bla, bla)

I don’t wanna

Wake up (Bla, bla)

Sip this, smoke that

Shoot, miss (Bla, bla)

I don’t wanna

Wake up