Gods

Pursed lips wet with just a little poison

I’ll try deaths kiss all for your enjoyment

Your love drowns out all my little voices

I been smokin choice shit in the rolls royce’s

I love bad hoes put that on my tombstone

Take off your clothes show me what you made of

I need your love, starved for attention

Gotta stay high, so I’m numbing my senses

Your love’s my drug got me feeling dope sick

Just have one sip even if it’s toxic

I’m so fucked up smearing your lipstick

Watching you undress, slide out your fishnets

White noise, rolls royce, with the suicide doors

Don't know, I hope, I’m someone you would die for

Rollin up, big blunts, roll it with my eyes clothes

Climbing out the shadows

We could be Gods I swear

Girl don't even trip, cause Saint Peter and the guards won't know

Fix your hair so your horns don't show

Gods I swear

Girl don't even trip, cause Saint Peter and the guards won't know

Fix your hair so your horns don't show

Stepped in dressed in just a little Christian

Cuts on your skin minimal incisions

Eyes like gemstones I can see em glisten

Girl you got me lovesick, critical condition

No time, flat line, can we call a doctor

My heart, Your knife, bloody on the altar

Moonlight, hits right, turn into a monster

If we do it proper

We could be Gods I swear

Girl don't even trip, cause Saint Peter and the guards won't know

Fix your hair so your horns don't show

Gods I swear

Girl don't even trip, cause Saint Peter and the guards won't know

Fix your hair so your horns don't show

Your love drug got me feeling numb

Lets get high, we could roll it up

Your love drug is my everything

Feel it in my veins, can't let it go to waste

Your love drug got me feeling numb

Lets get high, we could roll it up

Your love drug is my everything

Feel it in my veins, can't let it go to waste

Some say, Heaven is a place where we can both lay somewhere in the flowers on a warm day

Some say, Heaven is a place where we can both lay somewhere in the flowers on a warm day

There's butterflies in my stomach, but God won't see us coming