Ultraviolence

Ultraviolence destruction
Ultraviolence destruction
Destruction

Take it back four years
Till the day I swing the tree
The thing that screams
It's too little, too late, too late too little too much

Let me have
Doin' high powered shit
Taking it, and breaking it and fixing my shit

Wished I never exists
Any wonder everybody called you bitch?
Hard to get, to all in it
Arm to arm, head to head all the goodness
Goods to get it
Let's see what you want what you haven't been
Mad as shit
Why you mad of what you get

Ultraviolence destruction
Ultraviolence destruction
Destruction

Now you got a bomb
And I got nothin' to lose
Just like suicide bomb
Do what you want to
Just don't turn me on
Whether you're into a storm
Ultraviolence two divided by two

Ultraviolence destruction
Ultraviolence destruction
Destruction



Credits
Writer(s): Naeem Hanks, Leyla Safai, Benjamin Pollock
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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