(When the others leave the house)
(Miksu)
(Macloud)

I only come home when the others leave the house
Sleep rhythm fucked up, I always see the sun rise
Babe, I'm in love with your style and your appearance
Can you take me home, I can barely see straight anymore

Because I'm awake at night
Fucked up
Babe, I know you hate that
I hit up my plug, ask him if he has some hash
Don't know what I was thinking
I throw everything away just because I have it in my own hands

Yeah, I'm awake at night
Fucked up
Babe, I know you hate that
I hit up my plug, ask him if he has some hash
Don't know what I was thinking
I throw everything away just because I have it in my own hands

I have deep dark circles under my eyes because of a thousand things
I think I'll be okay, even if I don't sound like it right now
I've been through so much, so it's no wonder I sing
She tells me she loves me and the pain in my voice
Ah, I'm looking for hell in my heaven (in my heaven)
Yeah, my baby sharp as a blade (as a blade)
My vision is blurring every evening
And I think many things would help, but unfortunately not glasses

I drink the gin as if it were water
Wounds too deep, yeah, I think no band-aid will help anymore
Ah, I'm pretty full, but I always feel empty
When was the last time I was home? It's been a long time

Because I'm awake at night
Fucked up
Babe, I know you hate that
I hit up my plug, ask him if he has some hash
Don't know what I was thinking
I throw everything away just because I have it in my own hands

Yeah, I'm awake at night
Fucked up
Babe, I know you hate that
I hit up my plug, ask him if he has some hash
Don't know what I was thinking
I throw everything away just because I have it in my own hands

I'm awake at night, puff-puff
Passed out with the team
I get out of the Uber, greet my brother with a handshake
Don't need sleep anymore because I dream every day, yeah
Grateful for what is, still broken from what once was, yeah

I mix feelings with alcohol and all the other shit
Yeah, they call me makko, although my real name is different
I'm never there, I'm sorry for that, yeah
And when I come home tomorrow, baby, then safe and high

Because I'm awake at night
Fucked up
Babe, I know you hate that
I hit up my plug, ask him if he has some hash
Don't know what I was thinking, ah
I throw everything away just because I have it in my own hands

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