K.Flay - Champagne Lyrics






Champagne in the kitchen not because I bought it but because
I'm crashing an apartment and somebody left it open
So I poured it in a cup, drank it up
I got the devil in my head but angels swimming in my blood
Plus the conscience of my dead dad
Plus my living mama plus my other father who raised me not to be sad
And my brother who says that he worries about me from my songs
And my sister who's been living like a saint for so damn long
While I've been fucking sinning til the lights come up and mics catch us saying shit that we never really meant
Crew wears all black stuff but we all act like we're so different
But everybody bleeds right?
Everybody's waiting for the phone to ring
Yeah everybody seems fine
But everybody's got pieces missing
At minimum I'd like a little medicine to make me feel like everything
Diminishing the venom that been harshing all my mellows I'm continuing to fight against the sentiment that make me want to die
In a world full of uptight gentlemen I wanna find a boy smelling like sweet cinnamon to quote some Tennyson while we take Benadryl to make my head a bit extra light
I feel it, I want it
I need it, I love it
I'm looking for something
To make me feel nothing
I feel it, I want it
I need it, I love it
I'm looking for something
To make me feel nothing
Driving through the bay, pray for understanding
I'll be silent for a day, wait until I vanish and I'm fighting for a break, vacant kind of passion
Never really can account for all the ways in which I've acted
Tried to call my daddy but he's been gone a decade so I'm drinking like an addict til I'm fucking with a headache
Happiness sporadic so I'm crying on a Wednesday
Not trying to be combative but I'm dealing with some dead weight
Verbalize the hurt inside make me wanna burn alive
My heart was never broken it was circumcised





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  1. K.... S....

    Everybody bleeds right?
    Everybody's waiting for the phone to ring
    Yeah everybody seems fine
    But everybody's got pieces missing

  2. A.... W....

    This song was great live.

  3. W.... C....

    Crawlspace Cowboy sent me here.

  4. T.... l....

    Our girl went all the way

  5. F.... E....

    awesom(n)ess

  6. T.... l....

    Goes hard as fuck and gets me there EVERY FUCKIN TIME

  7. T.... l....

    Creature Mode.

  8. I.... R....

    0.75 speed :))))

  9. T.... l....

    That voice, those lyrics, and flow... THESE GOOSEBUMPS

  10. k.... s....

    Champagne in the kitchen

    not because I bought it

    but because I'm crashing an apartment

    and somebody left it open

    So I poured it in a cup,

    drank it up

    I got the devil in my head but angels swimming in my blood

    Plus the conscience of my dead dad

    Plus my living mama plus my other

    father who raised me not to be sad

    And my brother who says that he worries about me from my songs

    And my sister who's been living like a saint for so damn long

    Well I've been fucking sinning til the lights come up 

    And the mics catch us saying shit that we never really meant

    Crew wears all black stuff

    but we all act like we're so different

    But everybody bleeds, right?

    Everybody's waiting for the phone to ring

    Yeah everybody seems fine
    But everybody's got pieces missing

    At minimum I'd like a little medicine
    to make me feel like everything

    Diminishing the venom that been harshing all my mellows 

    I'm continuing to fight against the sentiment that make me want to die

    In a world full of uptight gentlemen 

    I wanna find a boy smelling like sweet cinnamon 

    To quote some Tennyson while we take Benadryl 

    To make my head a bit extra light

    I feel it, I want it

    I need it, I love it

    I'm looking for something

    To make me feel nothing

    I feel it, I want it

    I need it, I love it

    I'm looking for something
    To make me feel nothing

    Driving through the bay,

    pray for understanding

    I'll be silent for a day,

    wait until I vanish 

    And I'm fighting for a break,

    vacant kind of passion

    Never really can account for all the ways in which I've acted

    Tried to call my daddy but he's been gone a decade 

    So I'm drinking like an addict til I'm fucking with a headache

    Happiness sporadic so I'm crying on a Wednesday

    Not trying to be combative but

    I'm dealing with some dead weight

    Verbalize the hurt inside

    make me wanna burn alive

    My heart was never broken, it was circumcised

  11. t.... ....

    This is actually a bop

  12. t.... ....

    Kflay alway sounds constipated

  13. H.... P....

    I want to be able to like this as many times as I listen to this.... LOVE LOVE THIS.

  14. T.... P....

    The rapping here is so talented she is amazing!

  15. 1.... ....

    fuck yeahh

  16. M.... M....

    Champagne in the kitchen not because I bought it but because
    I’m crashing an apartment and somebody left it open
    So I poured it in a cup, drank it up
    I got the devil in my head but angels swimming in my blood
    Plus the conscience of my dead dad
    Plus my living mama plus my other father who raised me not to be sad
    And my brother who says that he worries about me from my songs
    And my sister who’s been living like a saint for so damn long
    While I’ve been fucking sinning til the lights come up and mics catch us saying shit that we never really meant
    Crew wears all black stuff but we all act like we’re so different
    But everybody bleeds right?
    Everybody’s waiting for the phone to ring
    Yeah everybody seems fine
    But everybody’s got pieces missing
    At minimum I’d like a little medicine to make me feel like everything
    Diminishing the venom that been harshing all my mellows I’m continuing to fight against the sentiment that make me want to die
    In a world full of uptight gentlemen I wanna find a boy smelling like sweet cinnamon to quote some Tennyson while we take Benadryl to make my head a bit extra light
    I feel it, I want it
    I need it, I love it
    I’m looking for something
    To make me feel nothing
    I feel it, I want it
    I need it, I love it
    I’m looking for something
    To make me feel nothing
    Driving through the bay, pray for understanding
    I’ll be silent for a day, wait until I vanish and I’m fighting for a break, vacant kind of passion
    Never really can account for all the ways in which I’ve acted
    Tried to call my daddy but he’s been gone a decade so I’m drinking like an addict til I’m fucking with a headache
    Happiness sporadic so I’m crying on a Wednesday
    Not trying to be combative but I’m dealing with some dead weight
    Verbalize the hurt inside make me wanna burn alive
    My heart was never broken it was circumcised

  17. R.... S....

    The pace of the song seriously mimics the escalation from some depressive rumination to the kind of desperate anxiety that would drive ya to self medicate. It's pretty brilliant

  18. H.... A....

    We have Rap God

    And here I present *Rap Goddess*

    H.... A....

    Rap goddes K flay! Me likey

  19. c.... k....

    Sam Winchester?

  20. L.... ....

    blood for the blood god

  21. N.... ....

    eminem who?

    N.... ....

    Ikr? She's so great at rapping. I wish she did more songs with fast rapping.

  22. R.... H....

    this is poopoo
    Thanks

    R.... H....

    Rob Heitler no

  23. A.... W....

    probably my favorite off the new album

  24. C.... F....

    Holy shit

  25. R.... G....

    Absolutely love this song. When I first herd " my heart was never broken it was circumcised" i screamed and jumped up! Fucking loved it! Love the trumpets too! My only complaint is its too short!

  26. s.... d....

    best rapper.

  27. L.... ....

    little bit of Sonic Youth in here... love it!

  28. R.... ....

    what is this? No thanks.

    R.... ....

    Square up.

  29. D.... ....

    my fav female lyricist for sure, youre killin em now Kay

  30. S.... M....

    ADORE!!

  31. J.... H....

    why so many dislikes

  32. m.... w....

    Champagne in the kitchen not because I bought it but because
    I’m crashing an apartment and somebody left it open
    So I poured it in a cup, drank it up
    I got the devil in my head but angels swimming in my blood
    Plus the conscience of my dead dad
    Plus my living mama plus my other father who raised me not to be sad
    And my brother who says that he worries about me from my songs
    And my sister who’s been living like a saint for so damn long
    While I’ve been fucking sinning til the lights come up and mics catch us saying shit that we never really meant
    Crew wears all black stuff but we all act like we’re so different
    But everybody bleeds right?
    Everybody’s waiting for the phone to ring
    Yeah everybody seems fine
    But everybody’s got pieces missing
    At minimum I’d like a little medicine to make me feel like everything
    Diminishing the venom that been harshing all my mellows I’m continuing to fight against the sentiment that make me want to die
    In a world full of uptight gentlemen I wanna find a boy smelling like sweet cinnamon to quote some Tennyson while we take Benadryl to make my head a bit extra light
    I feel it, I want it
    I need it, I love it
    I’m looking for something
    To make me feel nothing
    I feel it, I want it
    I need it, I love it
    I’m looking for something
    To make me feel nothing
    Driving through the bay, pray for understanding
    I’ll be silent for a day, wait until I vanish and I’m fighting for a break, vacant kind of passion
    Never really can account for all the ways in which I’ve acted
    Tried to call my daddy but he’s been gone a decade so I’m drinking like an addict til I’m fucking with a headache
    Happiness sporadic so I’m crying on a Wednesday
    Not trying to be combative but I’m dealing with some dead weight
    Verbalize the hurt inside make me wanna burn alive
    My heart was never broken it was circumcised

  33. B.... G....

    Shit, she's been killing the game for a long time but now she's slaying the fucking three headed beast

  34. S.... L....

    Thank you so much for posting this, I wanted to hear it so badly!!

  35. K.... R....

    fuuuuck my earholes, Flay.

    K.... R....

    jean valjean if that's what she's into, I'll take a shot in the cheeks.

    K.... R....

    feels sooo good~ ♥

  36. J.... S....

    yesssss!!!!