Oh did that city make you burn out
With gifts for your exotic beauty
And I know you'll always turn out
Begging for me to k** your fantasy cause
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
You'll die die die die die
Oh it's hard I can't control
Your hunger now
Cause he is the one with
A hold on your feeding tray
My doubt is a chose method
Yeah this turmoil oh is
Just getting in the way of it
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
You'll die die die die die die young
You know we'll never end this soon oh
I know you'll never end it soon
We shouldn't talk about it but
You keep showing me that
All your magazines don't mean sh** to me
All your ketamine don't mean sh** to me
All your magazines they don't impress me
All your ketamine don't mean sh** to me