Punks and Potions Lyrics
| Song | Punks and Potions |
| Artist | Only Real |
| Album | Cadillac Girl |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Walk is the potions | |
| cords and commotion | |
| handbags snatched out walls when they're open | |
| hits big city six drunk to the ocean | |
| all down torn for | |
| born to be broken | |
| glues in the eyelids | |
| used to be stylish | |
| movement lies on a zoom full of mind shift | |
| night vision flight vision | |
| soon is it by lips | |
| we need nothing and we choose to be like this | |
| girls hurrying for sons and for husbands | |
| bad boys worrying that mums starting love them | |
| plans and scans | |
| I got a funder (?) | |
| Is all gone wrong but I candid in London | |
| is it worth it? pitch perfect | |
| risk further but it changed to nurse it | |
| pick purses, nick curses | |
| make ways to pay to keep verses | |
| talk from the chest | |
| all short with the best | |
| he was caught in the mesh | |
| short shorts and a vest | |
| if the pay's not taking | |
| the bed's not making | |
| change your ways and mistakes you're making | |
| making my way in a patiently aching | |
| makes and mistakes with a taste for the chasing | |
| wasted all our love | |
| do you feel ya don't care? | |
| oh oh ooh oh ooh oooh oooh oooh oooh x4 | |
| lost in the punks | |
| junk off to the lungs | |
| put a boy with his backpack | |
| snacks in the lunch box | |
| one stop | |
| don't cop | |
| jack rack blind cop | |
| cuff bunds one tryna … on | |
| places don't make no sense for the winner and stompers | |
| aint no rest in the crunch of monsters | |
| nonsense | |
| gotta make do | |
| gotta make-paches (?) | |
| bake cakes | |
| gotta get through | |
| aah… |
| Walk is the potions | |
| cords and commotion | |
| handbags snatched out walls when they' re open | |
| hits big city six drunk to the ocean | |
| all down torn for | |
| born to be broken | |
| glues in the eyelids | |
| used to be stylish | |
| movement lies on a zoom full of mind shift | |
| night vision flight vision | |
| soon is it by lips | |
| we need nothing and we choose to be like this | |
| girls hurrying for sons and for husbands | |
| bad boys worrying that mums starting love them | |
| plans and scans | |
| I got a funder ? | |
| Is all gone wrong but I candid in London | |
| is it worth it? pitch perfect | |
| risk further but it changed to nurse it | |
| pick purses, nick curses | |
| make ways to pay to keep verses | |
| talk from the chest | |
| all short with the best | |
| he was caught in the mesh | |
| short shorts and a vest | |
| if the pay' s not taking | |
| the bed' s not making | |
| change your ways and mistakes you' re making | |
| making my way in a patiently aching | |
| makes and mistakes with a taste for the chasing | |
| wasted all our love | |
| do you feel ya don' t care? | |
| oh oh ooh oh ooh oooh oooh oooh oooh x4 | |
| lost in the punks | |
| junk off to the lungs | |
| put a boy with his backpack | |
| snacks in the lunch box | |
| one stop | |
| don' t cop | |
| jack rack blind cop | |
| cuff bunds one tryna on | |
| places don' t make no sense for the winner and stompers | |
| aint no rest in the crunch of monsters | |
| nonsense | |
| gotta make do | |
| gotta makepaches ? | |
| bake cakes | |
| gotta get through | |
| aah |
| Walk is the potions | |
| cords and commotion | |
| handbags snatched out walls when they' re open | |
| hits big city six drunk to the ocean | |
| all down torn for | |
| born to be broken | |
| glues in the eyelids | |
| used to be stylish | |
| movement lies on a zoom full of mind shift | |
| night vision flight vision | |
| soon is it by lips | |
| we need nothing and we choose to be like this | |
| girls hurrying for sons and for husbands | |
| bad boys worrying that mums starting love them | |
| plans and scans | |
| I got a funder ? | |
| Is all gone wrong but I candid in London | |
| is it worth it? pitch perfect | |
| risk further but it changed to nurse it | |
| pick purses, nick curses | |
| make ways to pay to keep verses | |
| talk from the chest | |
| all short with the best | |
| he was caught in the mesh | |
| short shorts and a vest | |
| if the pay' s not taking | |
| the bed' s not making | |
| change your ways and mistakes you' re making | |
| making my way in a patiently aching | |
| makes and mistakes with a taste for the chasing | |
| wasted all our love | |
| do you feel ya don' t care? | |
| oh oh ooh oh ooh oooh oooh oooh oooh x4 | |
| lost in the punks | |
| junk off to the lungs | |
| put a boy with his backpack | |
| snacks in the lunch box | |
| one stop | |
| don' t cop | |
| jack rack blind cop | |
| cuff bunds one tryna on | |
| places don' t make no sense for the winner and stompers | |
| aint no rest in the crunch of monsters | |
| nonsense | |
| gotta make do | |
| gotta makepaches ? | |
| bake cakes | |
| gotta get through | |
| aah |
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