Four leaf clover, put that vest in the overcoat
Never need a harlot vote, they drowning in my ego
I invest, high roller, tie the rest to the lower rope
She lick it, drip it, flip it, to the peak you know its how it go
Now can you see, how it be
That hybrid die to start, vision killing machine
Morality, visual reality
Give it up, protect it from the fiending guillotine
Mdma, bloom a new bouquet
Terrestrial reality movin m-i-a
Lucifer creates a dream, where them flowers fade
Line the stems with ivory, two grown out the brain
Look up at the bloody moon
Dancing there between you and the light and the truth
Smell the fumes
White sand come up with the water, flow with every sin in the view
Feel the gloom
Drown the vision drink the vice
Taste the power make that deity immune
To the tomb
Pray the unmanned animosity won't turn and use the fire for the fuse
Pressure on me so I put it all on red
Quick bread
Party with some rocky molly then I do it all again
Poker face it, now and then
Blame society, entirely, they mix what's heaven sent with anxiety
Kill my privacy
Know these demons all in love with me they reading through my diary
Feather from an angel dipped in blood of satans bribery
They go through every page rewrite the book, I read it quietly
Rolling up dopamine, know that vice going door to door
Blow it up with some gasoline, nothing nice we go toe to toe
I hit it up, oh
To the party and I'm wasting all my money on so and so
Feel like Tory on the motor boat
They say "fuck being sober", then they through up all their guts
Why do i? Why do I? Flood in their brain when they wake up
Do as i say, not as a do, my bitch just copied lost the trust
Now she trippin like my momma when she hear onezeno cuss
Fuck, she was trippin just like that
Hold in all the fears, know I learned that from my dad
Plant a seed, pollute, make it dissolute
But just stay careful of the demons digging at the root
Four leaf clover, put that vest in the overcoat
Never need a harlot vote, they drowning in my ego
I invest, high roller, tie the rest to the lower rope
She lick it, drip it, flip it, to the peak you know its how it go
Now can you see, how it be
That hybrid die to start, vision killing machine
Morality, visual reality
Give it up, protect it from the fiending guillotine
Mdma, bloom a new bouquet
Terrestrial reality movin m-i-a
Lucifer creates a dream, where them flowers fade
Line the stems with ivory, two grown out the brain
Look up at the bloody moon
Dancing there between you and the light and the truth
Smell the fumes
White sand come up with the water, flow with every sin in the view
Feel the gloom
Drown the vision drink the vice
Taste the power make that deity immune
To the tomb
Pray the unmanned animosity won't turn and use the fire for the fuse