The Young Spiller - Let Me In Lyrics

Gotta make it to Heaven
I'm going through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven
I'm going through

Let me in now
Let me in now
Mike Pence
Donald Trump
Let me in now
Let me
Let me in now
Let me
Let me
I been knocking at the

Let me in now
Let me in now
Mike Pence
Donald Trump
Let me in now
I got money to lend my friends now
It ain't funny we making ends now
Things are getting tense now
Over at the fence now
Let her in like a pen pal
This ain't a hen house
Air raid at seven
I bet God's getting sour now
On the Stairway to Heaven
Donkey Kong throwing barrels down

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
I been ready like Calogero before my pops let me go
Way over my head with weapons
Hear my heart with no stethoscope
Rocking heavy gold, every round just ain't no merry-go
Sounding very very old, we're in this same scenario
Remember when that ferry boat
Brought them home, those you barely know
Into the land of the free and the home of the Jerry Jones

Let me in now
Let me in now
Mike Pence
Donald Trump
Let me in now
I got money to lend my friends now
It ain't funny we making ends now
Things are getting tense now
Over at the fence now
Let her in like a pen pal
This ain't a hen house
Air raid at seven
I bet God's getting sour now
On the Stairway to Heaven
Donkey Kong throwing barrels down

I can't be the only one
I guess we're just going numb
Unless we're patrolling petroleum
Overthrowing podiums
Pointing at the opium
Blame it on the coke and rum
Blame it on the coconut
So difficult to open up
Guess we don't have no power
No salt for this snow shower
These old cowards tryna play Bowser
And hide in Icy Towers
And I, I know I'm lucky
I was born inside this Country
But it ain't a f*cking stretch to say shit ain't going lovely

Let me in now
Let me in now
Mike Pence
Donald Trump
Let me in now
I got money to lend my friends now
It ain't funny we making ends now
Things are getting tense now
Over at the fence now
Let her in like a pen pal
This ain't a hen house
Air raid at seven
I bet God's getting sour now
On the Stairway to heaven
Donkey Kong throwing barrels down

It's like this shit just clicked in my brain
Picture been framed, with the ink wet
Dripping in pain
Gripping the chain link
While they sit in a cage
Gripping the edge of the sleigh like Citizen Kane
It's still safer than from where they have came
Objection sustained
You say this like you're reffing a game
Worthless opinions, even my own
We mean to be bold
But we won't give up sleeping at home
We wouldn't
Give up our phones
Don't have a minute to loan
Wouldn't give up Game of Thrones
If it would save a soul
Wouldn't
Circle the globe for an infinity stone
If it would stop Thanos
And top our heads with Halos

Let me in now
Let me in now
Mike Pence
Donald Trump
Let me in now
I got money to lend my friends now
It ain't funny we making ends now
Things are getting tense now
Over at the fence now
Let her in like a pen pal
This ain't a hen house
Air raid at seven
I bet god's getting sour now
On the Stairway to heaven
Donkey Kong throwing barrels down