Got me pulling on your hair I bet you'll love me more after that first fuck I'mma make it mine, mine for the night I'mma make you mine, mine I bet you'll love me more I bet you'll love me more after you hear Worst Luck I bet you'll love me more when I

(Bury me in blood oil) Tell your children we got another year coming Bury me in blood oil Build me black Jesus Shackles pulling at your hair I'm a heading down, down, down Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine Oil stains the legs of this