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Money & Run

Magic Whatever
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Common sense going back and forth Soaked in gin on the church's floor I should stop, no give me some more I chip my teeth running your door I love the taste Of the blood on my tongue Guilty Pleasures got me coming under Don't care what it costs I'm cursing god And the devil at once, at once I should take the money and run I should take the money and run I can't keep my head above water It feels so good to be me I'll wear your hands like a collar Who says I wanted to breathe Fuck this I gotta be honest I make the devil look cheap Strutting through hell like I'm a freak I love the taste Of the blood on my tongue Guilty Pleasures got me coming under Don't care what it costs I'm cursing god And the devil at once, at once I should take the money and run Hide out my fucked up version of a love song Gone wrong Don't care what it costs I'm cursing god And the devil at once, at once I should take the money and run I'm a pariah A gun for hire And yeah, I know it sounds tragic But I feel like a song I'm a pariah A gun for hire And yeah, I know it sound tragic but I can't let it go I love the taste Of the blood on my tongue Guilty Pleasures got me coming under Don't care what it costs I'm cursing god And the devil at once, at once I should take the money and run Hide out in my fucked up version of a love song Gone wrong Don't care what it costs I'm cursing god And the devil at once, at once I should take the money and run I should take the money and run I should take the money and run