Low Rider

MERCY WAS ON SPEED THE NIGHT SHE SANG TO ME ABOUT ANGELS AND MACHINES

GAVE HER CHANGE FOR GASOLINE AND MAP TO NEW ORLEANS AND ROSARY THAT I DIDNT NEED

YEA YEA YEA

MERCY’S GOT A PROBLEM BUT ITS UNDER CONTROL SHE GOT SHELTER IN HER NATIONS DISEASE

LIKE COMPANY IN HELL SHE KNOWS THE ROOM WELL HOLD YOUR HEAD BACK AND CLOSE YOUR EYES

I DONT WANNA WATCH YOU LOSE YOUR HOLY WAR TO GHOST YOU MADE OF THE WORLD

NOW WE BOTH KNOW THAT YOULL JUST COME AND GET ME IN MY SLEEP

MERCY’S GOT PILLS AND A WAYS TO NEW ORLEANS AND ROSARY THAT I DIDNT NEED

I DONT WANNA KNOW WHERE YOU REALLY GO WHEN YOU TELL ME YOU NEED TO BE ALONE

ANGEL DUST DONT BLOW AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALL ALONE

ARMS OPEN WIDE WE BURN OUR EYES

ITS IN YOUR EYES