[ Featuring the Pigeon ]
Am I
Am I
This ain't going to be quick fix
Something is wrong in the state of your mistress
Mistreated beaten, succumbed to the drama of the street she did
In a sea of gold she floated
Bloated at being mad at me of stars she shine
But declined
Too many times she fought a war that never had
The same fatal floors that once had opened doors
Instead of walls
Now a rotting crown
To be found by inner demons
That f*cked with her feelings
So it bred hate lust a must and bust
All those feelings once had ceilings and now fans have thrown to shit
And its not a high feeling
Give a bitch a bone
She owns your soul
So you never gonna bone the people that you don't know
Battering life saviours
Without the flavour of doing you any favours
Let me be your Netflix
Let me into him
Let me vent his sin
Let it pour to the brim let me sip from this cup
F*ck no it's never going to be enough
Let me see what your never gonna give up
A falling angel
A falling angel
Hail to the purgatory
Let me find the way in the interim
Let me get lost in your heart
Let me find your soul let me go
Where no one else has gone before
Let me tear an abyss in your conscience
Let me be the stars that shine
The ones that sparkle in your eye
I'll give you life if you ever gonna die
Would you trust me
Your life in my hands
Would you understand
Would you reprimand for being a better man
But am I better then
Trying to be better than every other gentleman and man that ever took your hand
If your lonely are you heartless
Am I going to be one of your martyrs
Am I going to search for everything and never find love
Am I going to be the one that you trust
Am I going to see everything you ever dreamed to be
Am I going to be everything that comes in between anything that you seen
The schemes that you win when you're pretty in your teens
They used to fight for ya, but now they mean
So hurt the words that I spoke
Let them hurt
Let them sting
Cause I've taken your soul
My queen
I've taken your soul
Your king
