I'm picking you and you 'Cause that's all that seems to matter to me lately All alone by yourself What do you do It's the closest thing to heaven maybe
Lay low What you missing Is ammunition Pay the toll Save your soul Before they getcha Lay low What you missing Ammunition
Keep your lights off Curtains closed Whatever currency that holds Strangers to ourselves They take your money But they hate your kind Oh the power of money Oh why oh why do I always end up with Scorpios or Geminis See I don't want no adios To get close
They only time I go to church is when someone in the casket I said the only time I got to church is when someone in the casket Good men are strange, bad men are obvious Mama said the good men are strange, bad men are obvious
I'm picking you and you 'Cause you don't really matter to me You'll never find your way to heaven But you can follow me
You'll never find your way to heaven You'll never find your way to heaven
Good men are strange, bad men are obvious Mama said the good men are strange, the bad men are obvious
Heaven
You'll never find your way to heaven You'll never find your way to heaven You'll never find your way to heaven
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