Guadalupe के बोल

Still and static make your move Eat mescaline and I’ll approve I stole her heart, she wants the truth, I tell her lies Takes a chance and calls it fate And feeds me food that I can’t taste Swallow me whole, spit out my soul, digest my eyes Crucified and on parade Rosaries and saranades Hooked and low Pretend and testify Sometimes rampant, sometimes bruised Paint over scars or get tattoos Steady and slow, borrow and owe And claim your prize After hours after bars, you look so good When crashing cars, you give me faith, it’s no mistake that you’re crucified