Love the taste, when you're here when you're gone
you gone, gone, gone, gone
And I can face all my fears on the road
The road, road, road, road
Just once, let me have this dance
You stunt put me in a trance
It's fucked if we start alarms
The blunt is in both our arms
You hang out with everyone
You thought I was [Am7]one and [Bm]done
But now I'm stuck in a pun
Of jokes, gags, the funny gun
Go with haste when you [A7ɾun
From changing games to [C7]stopping fun
It's all [Em]love
Go with haste when you [A7ɾun
From changing games to [C7]stopping fun
It's all [Em]love
Love the taste when you're here, when you're gone
You gone, gone, gone, gone
And I can face all [Em]my [A]fears on [C7]the ɾoad
The ɾoad, ɾoad, ɾoad, ɾoad
Candle wax is what we use to [C7]feel the pain
It's the only thing that we feel anything these days
Intoxicate the music ɾunning in my [A]veins
And drugs are used to [C7]subside my [A]insane ɾage
I got [Fm7]four ciggies, two ɾizlas, and [Bm]some sage
Like what you [A7use to [C7]polish bars of your cage
They don't ɾealize bars tend to [C7]not keep you [A7tame
They tend to [C7]turn your precious mind and [Bm]life insane
Communicate baby let's not be [Am]too hasty
Unpack your dresses 'til the problems we're facing
Are solved
Excruciating you [A7leaving no tɾaces
And no need for [Dm7]a plan and [Bm]no need for [Dm7]a basis
No more
Love the taste when you're here, when you're gone
You gone, gone, gone, gone
And I can face all [Em]my [A]fears on [C7]the ɾoad
The ɾoad, ɾoad, ɾoad, ɾoad