higher Then I'll come through like I do when the world keeps Testing me, testing me, testing me How did they find me here? What do they want from me? All of these vultures
And I'll come through like I do When the world keeps testing me, testing me, testing me How did they find me here? What do they want from me? All of this vultures
Tall and gorgeous Cold as the summer time I wish I had some news To leave you this Caroline Seen so many vultures Split so many pieces Down the line
some dough like its 1985 youll buy more anyway Is the paint on that SUV some brand new type of gray? Believe in anything Vultures circling Chorus: Yeah
I drive all alone, at night, I drive all alone. Don't know what I'm headed for. I follow the road, blind. Until the road is dead end. Night's in my veins
(....Yeah....uh.....ahhhahhhha) I think I saw her for the first time maybe at a newstand She was licking a mag, and dressed oblique She called me baby
Can't afford to lose my head. Can't afford to lose my cool. You'll blow them all in king dumbcum. Can't afford to lose my tease, I just aim to please.
Painted as monsters, borracho, cansado. Do you know what the people say? Plucked from the garden of wicked beliefs, I offer a rose and smile with harmless
I tried to make a break What a fool I should've known I never listen I'm in a cage An animal I'm in a cage But the reptiles They won't let me go I think
Once, out in the rain I was able to strangle my shadow, then unshackle the chains. What? What will you do? Is it safe to play god in the garden and king
Run along face lift If it kills, I got news, it ain't a side effect Call it a full rejeckt or A fuel injected, type corrected, teenage obstacle All I
I've always been behind you So I think we should meet I've sharpened my knives So I'm gonna use them Oh...Baby Oh...Lalalala I'm gonna smother you with
In the temple (I was an offering) Of the heartless (there was an offering) I was humbled (I was an offering) & reborn... into a god. Darling, a sensitive
Innocence has no resistance against a wicked counselor such as I. You won't make it out. Shall I lead you to my parlor, poison offers disguised, in just
Oh it's too late I got hit by the closing door And as I watch myself reflect, On the wrong side of My, you've changed, You turned the corner I'll never
Gunman, bloodshot eyes. Gunman, grain of sand. Sisters, could not speak. Father, is a holy ghost. and there's lions in a cage. It don't matter, don
wings blacken out The morning sun with infinite darkness. Am I dreaming or am I dead? In search for my heart - lost in this hell The vultures are soaring
Botox injections Chemical solvents Making midnite movies Contaminated actors Living on a farm Harnessed to a life of protein and equipment Gristling