Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek) We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey) Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news

But real love is never a waste of time I’m gonna miss you Sometimes I wish we never built this palace I’m still there My head is filled with ruins Most of them are built with you Now the dust no longer moves Don’t disturb the ghost of you

I am all eyes I am all ears I am the wall And I'm watching you fall Because faith is mine! There is a scourge in the guise of sanctity A perpetrator with a quill Although it's Not perceived and although it’s not mystery

Ride slow (Ayy) Ride slow, like a ghost I'm pullin' up at 3 This car just ain't the same without you here next to me All I wanna do is ride slow (Ayy) We been goin' back and forth, you think I only want sex Of course I want it, look at you but that ain't

The world is on fire A funeral pyre And you are here to stay and burn with me And we are here to revel forevermore 'Cause no one ever told you how And we are here to revel forever And we are tied as one eternally (Deus, Deus) All of your imaginations

Gracious goes the ghost of you And I will never forget the plans and the Silhouettes you drew here and Gracious goes the ghost of you, my dear How would you know? 'Cause you said ours were the lighthouse towers With just the memory of your face When

We gotta fight This is a war cry (this is a war cry) This is a spiritual warfare, a spiritual Devil you can't have my soul I belong to God and I'm fighting you off With the power of the Holy Ghost This is a war cry (war cry) (Devil you can't have my

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I

Old One, Master All beauty lies within All beauty lies within you A higher power underground From seraph skies and now to chaos bound He is sitting sacred and profound In midst of sinners licking up to kiss his crown Pathetic humans in despair Defaced,