Breathing in all the flakes of rust
Feel the pain settle in my lungs
I’m grieving on for the death of trust
Feel my heart starting to adjust
Look at my face when I turn to the creature
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Gunning through your name right before I can teach ya
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Look at my face when I turn to the creature
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Gunning through your name right before I can teach ya
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Look at my face when I turn to the creature
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Gunning through your name right before I can teach ya
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Breathing in all the flakes of rust
Feel the pain settle in my lungs
I’m grieving on for the death of trust
Feel my heart starting to adjust
Look at my face when I turn to the creature
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Gunning through your name right before I can teach ya
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Look at my face when I turn to the creature
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Gunning through your name right before I can teach ya
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Look at my face when I turn to the creature
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher
Gunning through your name right before I can teach ya
Paint my nails with the blood of a preacher