Quid Pro Quo
Golden bones
Wrapped in diamond skin
Make a more than fitting home
For scarlet Flesh
And social debts
Mierda dinero
Place your bet
I hope you cashed in
I hope you fuckin cashed in
Million dollar life that im
Gonna fucking crash in
Until echos of your every single last sin
Are on blast kid
Drop you like acid
You see, Ive had this gut feeling that
The past isn't paved with the truth
And the cost of a path walked in exile is much better suited for you
Put it all put it all on red
Bet it all on red
Bet it all on red
All the nightmares that fill your head
Drowning you in dread
While you gamble with death
Time to cash out
You better fucking cash out
Just make one false move and I will fucking lash out
A brave mistake for you to run your goddamn mouth
Get respect or get your teeth smashed out
See I've had enough of this back and forth business
Playing these games
These days im talking less, cutting pounds of flesh
And taking names
Put it all put it all on black
Bet it all on black
Bet it all on black
that a higher power has your back
But it's evil yeah
And it's keeping track
Low key, I think you just got too much
God damn mother fucka
Im a tantalus
Pythagoras cup
And Ill spill you some
Pinkies out
Bottoms up
Fuck You
Wrapped in diamond skin
Make a more than fitting home
For scarlet Flesh
And social debts
Mierda dinero
Place your bet
I hope you cashed in
I hope you fuckin cashed in
Million dollar life that im
Gonna fucking crash in
Until echos of your every single last sin
Are on blast kid
Drop you like acid
You see, Ive had this gut feeling that
The past isn't paved with the truth
And the cost of a path walked in exile is much better suited for you
Put it all put it all on red
Bet it all on red
Bet it all on red
All the nightmares that fill your head
Drowning you in dread
While you gamble with death
Time to cash out
You better fucking cash out
Just make one false move and I will fucking lash out
A brave mistake for you to run your goddamn mouth
Get respect or get your teeth smashed out
See I've had enough of this back and forth business
Playing these games
These days im talking less, cutting pounds of flesh
And taking names
Put it all put it all on black
Bet it all on black
Bet it all on black
that a higher power has your back
But it's evil yeah
And it's keeping track
Low key, I think you just got too much
God damn mother fucka
Im a tantalus
Pythagoras cup
And Ill spill you some
Pinkies out
Bottoms up
Fuck You
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Writer(s): Matthew Clark
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