Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Probably find me overdosing at a Motel 6
I been rotting in the bottom of the belly of the pigs
I promise I'm forgotten, 'til I'm walking with the dead
I'm running out of options, why the f*ck I gotta live
Clean black Rolles, with the murdered out tint
Seat back blowed, while I serve a bitch some skin
Three black roses, while I burn another bridge
Cigarette smoke, I feel it burning in my skin
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Sweet talking, got me fiending, I need more, yuh
Like climbing in a body bag to whip a f*cking Porsche
Love the way she moving, while she f*ck me on the floor, yuh
I'd slit my f*cking wrists, before I trust another whore, yuh
Clean black Rolles, with the murdered out tint
Seat back blowed, while I serve a bitch some skin
Three black roses, while I burn another bridge
Cigarette smoke, I feel it burning in my skin
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
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Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Probably find me overdosing at a Motel 6
I been rotting in the bottom of the belly of the pigs
I promise I'm forgotten, 'til I'm walking with the dead
I'm running out of options, why the f*ck I gotta live
Clean black Rolles, with the murdered out tint
Seat back blowed, while I serve a bitch some skin
Three black roses, while I burn another bridge
Cigarette smoke, I feel it burning in my skin
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Sweet talking, got me fiending, I need more, yuh
Like climbing in a body bag to whip a f*cking Porsche
Love the way she moving, while she f*ck me on the floor, yuh
I'd slit my f*cking wrists, before I trust another whore, yuh
Clean black Rolles, with the murdered out tint
Seat back blowed, while I serve a bitch some skin
Three black roses, while I burn another bridge
Cigarette smoke, I feel it burning in my skin
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Probably find me overdosing at a Motel 6
I been rotting in the bottom of the belly of the pigs
I promise I'm forgotten, 'til I'm walking with the dead
I'm running out of options, why the f*ck I gotta live
Clean black Rolles, with the murdered out tint
Seat back blowed, while I serve a bitch some skin
Three black roses, while I burn another bridge
Cigarette smoke, I feel it burning in my skin
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Sweet talking, got me fiending, I need more, yuh
Like climbing in a body bag to whip a f*cking Porsche
Love the way she moving, while she f*ck me on the floor, yuh
I'd slit my f*cking wrists, before I trust another whore, yuh
Clean black Rolles, with the murdered out tint
Seat back blowed, while I serve a bitch some skin
Three black roses, while I burn another bridge
Cigarette smoke, I feel it burning in my skin
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Feed me your drugs, feed me your lies
Crossing my heart, I'm just hoping I die
She need me to cum, I need her to cry
Blood on my hands, it ain't working tonight
Writer: David Podgorny
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid