Bad Things

Finger on the weapon
Like we been here before
Fought so many battles
Whose counting anymore
These paper walls are breaking
And the drugs we would take in
So tired of trying to fake it
And I just wanna jump ship

We dropping all the baggage (yuh!)
This is a right of passage (hey!)
We riding automatic (yeah!)
There ain’t no turning back
Sometimes the dark (oh oh)
Lead me to the light (oh oh)
And I'll be ok (oh oh)
If I get through the night

Now we out just chasing that money
Now we ain't hurting no body
Conversations on that molly
Like why my heart always all in
Sometimes the dark (oh oh)
Lead me to the light (oh oh)
And I'll be ok (oh oh)
So used to the fight

We doing bad, bad things
We in a bad, bad place
We gonna run shit up
‘Till the Sun comes up
The end justify the means

We doing bad, bad things
We in a bad, bad place
Yeah, we rolling stones
We ain’t got no home
Where we going ain't where we been

I’m living out a suit case
I’m walking these long days
Summer in the rear view
It's just another heartbreak
We moving how we have to
A few too many tattoos
Whatever was the meaning
Void of the feeling

We dropping all the baggage (yuh!)
This is a right of passage (hey!)
We riding automatic (yeah!)
There ain’t no turning back
Sometimes the dark (oh oh)
Lead me to the light (oh oh)
And I'll be ok (oh oh)
If I get through the night

Now we out just chasing that money
Now we ain't hurting no body
Conversations on that molly
Like why my heart always all in
Sometimes the dark (oh oh)
Lead me to the light (oh oh)
And I'll be ok (oh oh)
So used to the fight

We doing bad, bad things
We in a bad, bad place
We gonna run shit up
‘Till the Sun comes up
The end justify the means

We doing bad, bad things
We in a bad, bad place
Yeah, we rolling stones
We ain’t got no home
Where we going ain't where we been

Sometimes the dark
Leads me to the light
Sometimes for the peace
We both got to fight