Lyrics

Love is God for the freaks We're a mess but we're sweet (we're sweet) Holy hell (holy hell), crooks and thieves (crooks and thieves) We don't pray (we don't pray) on our knees (knees) Wild blood, baby, I'm a demon Running from my demons Tryna sleep at night (night) Light me up, I'm tryna feel something Just wanna feel something before I die Powerless until I feel your pain You got something sweet, and I want it in my veins Take all of me, make me feel again You got something sick and I know I'll always want it 'till the day I die Kerosine lemonade Like Gasoline I love the taste Watch me burn up in flames Bring me to life and back again 'Till the day I die You got something sick and I know I'll always want it 'till the day I die Watching you watching me We're here to die We're free to bleed I love your taste, it's ecstasy You're so fucked up The way you're just like me Wild blood, baby, I'm a demon Running from my demons Tryna sleep at night (tryna sleep at night) Light me up, I'm tryna feel something Just wanna feel something before I die Powerless until I feel your pain You got something sweet and I want it in my veins Take all of me, make me feel again You got something sick and I know I'll always want it 'till the day I— Kerosine lemonade Like Gasoline I love the taste Watch me burn up in flames Bring me to life and back again 'Till the day I die You got something sick and I know I'll always want it 'till the day I die Kerosine lemonade Like Gasoline 'Till the day I die (watch me burn) You got something sick and I know I'll always want it 'till the day I— Die, die, die, die, die Die-die, die-die, die, die, die, die, die Baby, die, die, die, die, die Now I'm gonna love you Until the day I die
Writer(s): Romy Maxine Flores, Bardo Novotny, Cole Hutzler, Kyle Buckley, Charles Nelsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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