Favourite Sinner

Drugstore

Compositor: Isabel Monteiro / Mike Chylinsic

When God comes to me
I will be shaking
Gun loaded on my knee
My fingers waiting
Gonna tell him I was born, mistaken
Then I'm gonna let my fingers slip

God help my shaking hand
I can see your light
They're lining up the dead
Gonna take another sip of your soul
Your favorite sinner

My god is just a dream
He's got the answers
This city's killing me
faster and faster
Gonna tell him I was born, broken
And then I'm gonna let myself run free

God help my burning hair
I can see your light
You're lining up the dead
Gonna take another sip of your soul
Your favorite sinner X3

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