Firstworld - Hechicera Lyrics

I've no desire
To fix a thing
No responsibility
No accountability
It ain't my swing
And there's no reason
You're talking
In reverse
It's your word against mine
And my time against yours
You get what you pay for

You get what you pay for
You get what you pay

There's no denying
Your eyes burn blue
Tossing out your cigarette
Chatting off your past regrets
What will you do next?
And there's no reason
You're walking
Out that door
Your honey tongue of gold
It reels me in for more
But this shit's getting old

But this shit's getting old
But this shit's getting old
But this shit's getting old
But this shit's getting
Old

I hear you talking
But you're not breathing
You're saying words
That I'm not hearing
There's no denying
Your eyes burned red when you
Dropped the act
Stabbed my back
And nearly left me out for dead
Voodoo child
Hechicera
I know you girl
And I can do much better
You make the choice
In one, two, three
Lock the door
And stay the night
Or get the f*ck away from me
Get the f*ck away from me
Get the f*ck away from
You make the choice
In one, two, three
Lock the door
And stay the night
Or get the f*ck away from me
Get the f*ck away from me
Get the f*ck away from
You make the choice
In one, two, three
Lock the door
And stay the night
Or get the f*ck away from me