
eat his body, drink his blood - believe it, it's easy lyrics
[verse 1]
it started with a lie, a little white lie
the kind your parents say
when you’re a child with a smile
time to get it off my chest
in the booth of confession
where they’ll say: “you’re lost my son
let go of these feelings, run’
[chorus]
what’s there left to do that is not pretend?
improve my attitude
i’m always in a mood
then i’ll become one of the chosen ones
i’ll eat his body, drink his blood
’cause what’s there left to do?
[verse 2]
hot little blondе up in my volvo, yeah
whip out a ride back to my condo, yeah
gold vvs is what it’s on, oh yеah
might cop a lexus without no card, no, yeah
all of my exes know what they lost, oh yeah
don’t know what you got until it’s gone, oh yeah
that’s why they keep texting me on my phone, tho yeah
playing the eagles, already gone, oh yeah
[chorus]
what’s there left to do that is not pretend? (what’s there left to do?)
improve my attitude
i’m always in a mood
then i’ll become one of the chosen ones (then i)
i’ll eat his body, drink his blood
’cause what’s there left to do?
[chorus]
what’s there left to do that is not pretend? (what’s there left to do?)
improve my attitude
i’m always in a mood
then i’ll become one of the chosen ones (then i’ll become)
one of the chosen ones (what’s there left to do?)
one of the chosen ones
one of the chosen ones (eat his body drink his blood)
one of the chosen ones
one of the chosen ones
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