City
You’re screaming in my head every minute
But codeine pictures are so vivid
These faces are fake with ‘em mimic
And I don’t wanna talk if you don’t feel me
This paper in my cup suppose to heal me
An Indian train we’ve been tripping
I’m praying to the Lord to save our spirits
I have no home
My soul want to leave all my bones
I feel like my heart full of chrome
Daddy’s flat — I was sleeping on floor
Don’t need prizes , fuck your throne
I have no home
My soul want to leave all my bones
I feel like my heart full of chrome
Daddy’s flat — I was sleeping on floor
Don’t need prizes , fuck your throne

Cocaine heroin
Now my war on God begin
Cocaine heroin
Now my war on God begin