Don Cash - Video Games lyrics

Video Games I'd take a trip out to Atlantic City Just to throw this phone out in the oceans Her magic potions got me feeling those emotiions I whipped that grip against a brick wall Now she really out of reach f** the beach baby f** it all I'd take the flight but have you seen the prices? I ain't the nicest But I'm nice at Time Crisis Video games plus some other vices I'm afraid the grade will never be made Left to my own devices Baby give me all your free advices No more surprises Playing dress up in those poor disguises All the way east to meet the sunrises Where morning hypnotizes The mist we fantasize The cameras televise Lost in a state of epic grandeur She speaking swiss Like I can't understand her Banging top down Swizzy gotcha Dizzy with my answer I love my public She my private dancer She explodes Like those video games I rode in On a runaway train In her mink She would drink pink champagne We're a painting Left out in the rain The internet and all these oddeseys Ain't finished yet And have you thought about the cost of these All their noise and their cacophonies The fancy words that Blur these media monopolies Where their future is a monolith A metaphor on Jersey Shore Where we can score I'll put you on the list I'll need a girl to act out dramas with On this highway heading west I like your dress baby you want a lift? Mirrors and reflections Hungover recollections We did it drunk and didn't Use protections Selector make a fresh selection This life ain't got no reset No photoshop it ain't no preset Video games plus the same distractions Our brave affairs and her Strange attractions We can't change attractions Leopards can't change spots I'll meet you at the bar Baby I'm buying shots She explodes Like those video games We rode in On a runaway train In her mink She would drink pink champagne We're a painting Left out in the rain