Oh
Oooooh
Oooooooh
Okay (Are you ready?)
Smiley face when I’m fucked up
That stupid shit can’t get enough
Ill never ever be your one
And if I was then you should run
And if I could I'd load a gun
Suicide just sounds so fun
Crucified just like the son
Say goodbye I’m fucking done
Oooh, never mind
Its my motha fucking time
Supernova imma shine
Into night with devil eyes
Rise above with angel wings
Divine abode yes I’m a king
With velvet seats and pretty rings
Platform boots float like a dream
Oh
Ooooh
Oooooh
Okay
I wish that I could sleep forevеr
Only wake up when I’m bettеr
Would that happen, no not ever
More dynamic than the weather
Changing up like the air pressure
Throw together my endeavors
Out my way or you’ll be severed
Fuck these bitches they’re not clever a
Stay on my green just like I’m beast boy
You ain't clean you got no heat boy
Ask your bitch she like my meat boy
It’s not mean I’m speaking facts boy
I’m bewitched just ask Samantha
Or the devil he gon' tell ya
Spirit level I’m bedeviled
Human vessel I’m possessive
Heaven is a misconception
Third eye open I’m receptive
Cut wrist broken that’s depression
It’s incessant and suggestive
Oooooh
Oooooooh
Okay (Are you ready?)
Smiley face when I’m fucked up
That stupid shit can’t get enough
Ill never ever be your one
And if I was then you should run
And if I could I'd load a gun
Suicide just sounds so fun
Crucified just like the son
Say goodbye I’m fucking done
Oooh, never mind
Its my motha fucking time
Supernova imma shine
Into night with devil eyes
Rise above with angel wings
Divine abode yes I’m a king
With velvet seats and pretty rings
Platform boots float like a dream
Oh
Ooooh
Oooooh
Okay
I wish that I could sleep forevеr
Only wake up when I’m bettеr
Would that happen, no not ever
More dynamic than the weather
Changing up like the air pressure
Throw together my endeavors
Out my way or you’ll be severed
Fuck these bitches they’re not clever a
Stay on my green just like I’m beast boy
You ain't clean you got no heat boy
Ask your bitch she like my meat boy
It’s not mean I’m speaking facts boy
I’m bewitched just ask Samantha
Or the devil he gon' tell ya
Spirit level I’m bedeviled
Human vessel I’m possessive
Heaven is a misconception
Third eye open I’m receptive
Cut wrist broken that’s depression
It’s incessant and suggestive
( Demise )
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