Well Wasted - Black Pistol Fire

Lickin' my fingers so clean

From the bittersweet fever dreams

Stuck up between your teeth

When my minds obscene

Only but one thing I can tell is really on your mind

Smooth operator but I come to make it nice

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl

'Till the mornin' comes

'Round

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl

'Till the mornin' comes

'Round

Far cry from a white light

You keep bangin' out an alibi

A generation sedated and shaken

Least we can say it was well wasted

Shakin' in your boots is like a sorry lame excuse

Chalk it up to you

Before we hit you with the truth

Least there’s still a record I can play it on repeat

Cry, baby cry all night long

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl

'Till the mornin' comes

'Round

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl

'Till the mornin' comes

'Round

Far cry from a white light

You keep bangin' out an alibi

You pout, I’ll find

A better way to go and waste my time

A generation sedated and shaken

Self medicatin', well worth the waitin'

So close they almost wanna taste it

Least we can say it was well wasted

Lickin' my fingers so clean

From the bittersweet fever dreams

Stuck up between your teeth

When my minds obscene

Just enough of my love to tide you over, girl

Mornin' comes

'Round

Far cry from a white light

You keep bangin' out an alibi

You pout, I’ll find

A better way to go and waste my time

A generation sedated and shaken

Self medicatin', well worth the waitin'

So close they almost wanna taste it

Least we can say it was well wasted

Well wasted