Night Guilt - Sløtface

Speaking into my sleep again

All those things I can’t defend

Scribbles in pen

Whispers behind your back

Welcome to the club

Send that back

Things from four years ago waking me up in the night

People I owe money to

Loose change

Pennies on my eyes

Pennies on my eyes

Sinking through the blood and the gore

Can’t find the bottom anymore

My lips are bitten

And my hands are both bound

Sorry for those times

I needed to be told

What was right

I keep cocking my gun

Tryna find the sweet spot

Blindin the night

Always blowing too big or two small

Never hitting it right

Things from four years ago waking me up in the night

People I owe money to

Loose change

Pennies on my eyes

Pennies on my eyes

Sinking through the blood and the gore

Can’t find the bottom anymore

My lips are bit

And my hands are both bound

Sinking through the blood and the gore

Can’t find the bottom anymore

My lips are bitten

And my hands are both bound

Be mine

Be what I was feeling guilty about

Be mine

Be what I was feeling guilty about

Sinking through the blood and the gore

Can’t find the bottom anymore

My lips are bit

And my hands are both bound

Sinking through the blood and the gore

Can’t find the bottom anymore

My lips are bit

And my hands are both bound

Be mine

Be what I was feeling guilty about

Be mine

Be what I was feeling guilty about

Be mine

Be what I was feeling guilty about

Be mine

Be what I was feeling guilty about