Honey Oil
Standing with my back against the wall
Take another line and spiral out
Feeling like I'm filled with pins and knives
Don't care if I make it out alive
Take a drink
Feel myself
Break her heart
Pull a string
Might steal a soul
Erase myself
Don't know how to stop once I start
If you wanna follow, it's a long way to the bottom
Got a fist full of cotton, and it's more than I can swallow
Snake eyes staring back from the bottom of the bottle
Both boots on gas, white girl on the throttle
Move like a hallucination, doll
Walking on your toes won't get you far
Cemetery angel come to life
On into the night, we drink and drive
Do a dance
In the dark
Take her heart
Steal a kiss
That taste of red
Break a neck
Won't fucking stop until I'm dead
If you wanna follow, it's a long way to the bottom
Got a fist full of cotton, and it's more than I can swallow
Snake eyes staring back from the bottom of the bottle
Both boots on gas, white girl on the throttle
What doesn't thrill me might fulfill you
What doesn't kill me
What doesn't kill me
What doesn't thrill me might fulfill you
What doesn't kill me might just fucking kill you
If you wanna follow, it's a long way to the bottom
Got a fist full of cotton, and it's more than I can swallow
Snake eyes staring back from the bottom of the bottle
Both boots on gas, white girl on the throttle
Take another line and spiral out
Feeling like I'm filled with pins and knives
Don't care if I make it out alive
Take a drink
Feel myself
Break her heart
Pull a string
Might steal a soul
Erase myself
Don't know how to stop once I start
If you wanna follow, it's a long way to the bottom
Got a fist full of cotton, and it's more than I can swallow
Snake eyes staring back from the bottom of the bottle
Both boots on gas, white girl on the throttle
Move like a hallucination, doll
Walking on your toes won't get you far
Cemetery angel come to life
On into the night, we drink and drive
Do a dance
In the dark
Take her heart
Steal a kiss
That taste of red
Break a neck
Won't fucking stop until I'm dead
If you wanna follow, it's a long way to the bottom
Got a fist full of cotton, and it's more than I can swallow
Snake eyes staring back from the bottom of the bottle
Both boots on gas, white girl on the throttle
What doesn't thrill me might fulfill you
What doesn't kill me
What doesn't kill me
What doesn't thrill me might fulfill you
What doesn't kill me might just fucking kill you
If you wanna follow, it's a long way to the bottom
Got a fist full of cotton, and it's more than I can swallow
Snake eyes staring back from the bottom of the bottle
Both boots on gas, white girl on the throttle
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Handrich
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