Testo Past Out - Classified
Testo della canzone Past Out (Classified), tratta dall'album While You Were Sleeping
And what happens the next day?
2 O'clock, woke up, breath smellin' awful
Like somebody throwed up
Body's on the side of me, passed out and sleepin'
Lungs full of smoke make it hard for me breathin'
Got no shirt, I'm freezin'
Liquor bottles everywhere, half filled with matches
Floors filled with ashes, spilled glasses
Of vodka, Bacardi
Now I'm tryin' to think, man, what happened at this party
All I can remember was White Michael spittin'
Marlboro's spinnin' and Short Shane was drunk
Rest of it was blurry, it kinda slipped my mind
Now I'm feelin' out of touch like I'm 2 steps behind
So I stepped through the house with my eyes wide open
Paste in my mouth from the hydro I'm smokin'
Knucklehead strolls in, ask what I'm doin'
Rolls up a joint with this leftover Cuban
Blazed that and kept movin'
And started goin' upstairs, winded
And couldn't make it up there
It's real pathetic if you wanna think about it
But I was smokin' weed cause I can't drink without it
First, first, let me introduce this
Half of my brain tryin' to do this
Tryin' to figure what's goin' on
My mind won't respond, can't tell right from wrong
First, first, let me introduce this
Half of my brain tryin' to do this
Tryin' to figure what's goin' on
My mind won't respond, can't tell right from wrong
And as I finally made it to the second floor
Out of breath, still unsure what I'm checkin' for
Rooms are empty like somebody just robbed 'em
But what do I care, this ain't my place, ain't my problem
So I continue walkin', bumped into Klepto
Takin' off with someone's Nintendo
And I seen Nate Cruz take booze
From these fake dudes shakin' in they boots tryin' to play cool
Laughed about it, made my way downstairs
Made a drink and took another look around there
3 O'clock, there ain't nothin' goin' down here
Now I'm tryin' to think why I'm still stayin' around here
Forget it, I'm done, grabbed my coat and pager
Flipped off the neighbor and I pissed off behavior
Went straight to my house, I wish I stayed sober
Cause last night I was drunk, now I got this crazy hangover
Man, every day goes the same as I run through these motions
Again and again, got a lot on my brain
And finally said fuck it
Couldn't have been a great night, I already forgot it
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Writer(s): Luke Boyd
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