Grip
by Peaches
From the album: No Lube So Rude
Track 9 of 11 on No Lube So Rude (2026).
Lyrics for Grip
Mic to mouth, words come out Wire thin, count me in Metal plates, under grapes Hesitate, anxious state Heavy metals, mercury Arsenic inside of me Throat dry, throat hairy Sing high, Mariah Carey Seems to be here and it seems to be dodgy Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy Seems to be here and it seems to be dodgy Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Wild eye, river dry Franchise, queen size Polarize the good divide It's all a lie, it's all a lie All right, gaslight Tucked tight, tight white Fuck, fight, ass wipe Swipe right all night Seems to be here and it seems to be dodgy Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy Seems to be here and it seems to be dodgy Nothing is clear when the brain's all foggy I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey (hey, hey, hey) I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping I loosen the grip, I loosen the grip I'm losing the grip, I'm losing the grip