I might hit your bitch, thats a title fight Freddy got hits, Freddy got the magic I'm way off the shits, I am not alright Parlay with these priest and preach almighty magic The red moon ate my soul Heated and weak, stuck in her heat The red moon burns my core Cold shoulders were years older The red moon has no soul Still colder, she feel colder The red moon knows I'm cold Chill sobers her real motives
The red light seeps in
You can't cruise with me girl I'll walk away You can't cruise with me girl I'm cruising USA
Bleach sinks in our rug, I can't wash this stain Your my greatest stain I can't walk away Please beam me back up I can't walk this plane You all look the same Faceless mocking jays