Lyrics:
my Luccheses are waiting there by the door
Yeah, they're wearing me out, they wanna go now
My boots miss yours
From the heel down to the toe
It's
pain
Come sit by me, don't say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light
Aim
finished watching, a scary flick
Is my mind, playing a trick?
This noise, sending shivers down my spine
Would it be a sign?
Creatures of the night
Creatures
my moves on a truth in Alaïa boots, yeah, yeah
Amelia Earhart, flyer than who? (yeah, yeah)
Fake news y'all choose, we no lie
No Photoshop, just
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
I'm lookin' for
Turn my lights on
How the fuck you quiet with the mic on?
I don't get anxiety, you Sam Bowie-ass niggas
I just get my Mike on
Y'all said I
comet the boot
I love it kickin' back and
Playin' my bamboo flute
Refuse to fight wars for political whores
Unsurpassed peace lines the salt water shores
shout, give comet the boot
I love it kickin' back and playin' my bamboo flute
Refuse to fight wars for political whores
Unsurpassed peace lines the salt
She started a blaze from one tiny spark
I didn't even detect
She loved the light, was dismayed by the dark
The stars though she seemed to respect
Luny Tunes
Que pao (If you hit it, gonna break my bumper)
Rompe el bumper
Ha ha ha (If you hit it, gonna break my bumper)
If you hit it, gonna
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my
out of style
Like you and me together
Staring at your legs on the leather of my
Red Camaro
You got them cowgirl boots on
That summer dress blowin'
ain't the heroes
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by
And the moon don't give a damn
My boots just
Whoa whoa
She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car
Listen to the Beatles singin' 'Back in the U-S-S-R'
Yeah she's goin'
Find my wellness with a lariat
Shake my blindness from a dream
Wild, wild horses by the Bonnies
Wild, wild choices in the light
Wild, wild horses by thе
thing that you see
Is the hunger in my eyes
Blood sucking creatures of the night
Nocturnal spectre hiding from the light
Cries screaming out every
pain
Come sit by me, don't say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light
Aim
We cold boot the brain stem
We start to get pissed
We're turning into creatures
That hardly ever exist
And every one of us must win at last
Like in
like a summer house
What lies by my bed, an impossible creature
Abject and succulent
A dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream
of the light
I've taken your soul and have given you life
You are the damned condemned by my hand
My son creature of the night
In your hour of darkness
With charging light brigades
Return the faith
You've gotta move
So as betrayed by rainbows
Here I convey I've sold out your dear cause
thing that you see
Is the hunger in my eyes
Blood sucking creatures of the night
Nocturnal spectre hiding from the light
Cries screaming out every
a sharp pain
Come sit by me, don't say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain?
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light
When a woman acquires a certain age
And the men who adored you no longer swoon
It pays to avoid the sunlit days
And live by the light of the kindly
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