Am I pretty I'm sinfull I keep a tin full im pitiful you're beautiful
Don't stop me I'll punish you Grey options I wonder if I can turn all my hunger into power
I will devour the coward that twist my words into barrels I roll them down from a mountain then whisper words to the devil He said I will never make it out And I just spit in his face Laughin on my way out My mind will never give way My spirt pressure is safe My enemies aren't safe I keep it by my waist I keep her close to my side
I pull the wool on my eyes Then pull the wool on her eyes I pull the wool on my eyes Then pull the wool on your eyes