"To The Grave" lyrics
"To The Grave"
Ripping on a vape, Peach Ice, strait-laced
In a works, in the music biz kinda way
Slick hair, blue jeans, blue eyes
I could fucking kill you sometimes
Writing's on the wall messing up my halo
Sensory overload messing up my halo
Can't walk away, my love
Can't walk away
Can't walk away, my love
Can't walk away
'Cause I could just take you to grave, I wanna hear you sing my name
Come on and drive me away, I wanna ride into the wave
I'm not gonna rehabilitate, prefer to burn before I fade
I wanna tattoo both our names into the cradle of my brain
Sipping Nanny State IPA backstage
In a North Face jacket, kinda cliché
Big lips, bad teeth, my tribe
I could fucking kill you sometimes
Writing's on the wall messing up my halo
Sensory overload messing up my halo
'Cause I could just take you to grave, I wanna hear you sing my name
Come on and drive me away, I wanna ride into the wave
I'm not gonna rehabilitate, prefer to burn before I fade
I wanna tattoo both our names into the cradle of my brain
Can't walk away, my love
Can't walk away
Can't walk away, my love
Can't walk away
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- Black Honey Lyrics
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