4AM
4 am the drugs kicking in
Demons can't fuck with my mind
Tell me why you geeking bitch
Voices just talking and talking
Talking... talking 'bout the future
Demons come at night
Owls in the sky
Hell of paradise
There's no coming back
White on white
She of the coke
Bloody nose
Dripping on her clothes
Dripping on her coat
It is 4 am
I feel weird again
I will pray in vain
I am getting fucked
I think I'm insane
I been dancing with the devil
I will dance all night
I been dancing with my demons
Until I get high
I can get so fucked
I can lose my fucking mind
I been talking to the voices
I can hear them cry
They want to fucking kill me
I bet they can fucking try
I'll bet they fucking try
I bet they fucking try
It is 4 am
I feel weird again
I will pray in vain
I am getting fucked
I think I'm insane
City ain't safe, things can crook in a minute
Twisted party over'the room
We might need some more buildings
Read them gestures to known what they willing
You can't attach a pricetag to my core
I know they want the crumbs
Bitch!
I'm invaluable, yeh fuck you knew me, unrecognizable
Where they come from? Demons hunting
People lurking
Tell me, what you know?
Yeh, you wish you know
All this contrasts woke my flesh
Excited my senses
Don't you come outflow
Demons can't fuck with my mind
Tell me why you geeking bitch
Voices just talking and talking
Talking... talking 'bout the future
Demons come at night
Owls in the sky
Hell of paradise
There's no coming back
White on white
She of the coke
Bloody nose
Dripping on her clothes
Dripping on her coat
It is 4 am
I feel weird again
I will pray in vain
I am getting fucked
I think I'm insane
I been dancing with the devil
I will dance all night
I been dancing with my demons
Until I get high
I can get so fucked
I can lose my fucking mind
I been talking to the voices
I can hear them cry
They want to fucking kill me
I bet they can fucking try
I'll bet they fucking try
I bet they fucking try
It is 4 am
I feel weird again
I will pray in vain
I am getting fucked
I think I'm insane
City ain't safe, things can crook in a minute
Twisted party over'the room
We might need some more buildings
Read them gestures to known what they willing
You can't attach a pricetag to my core
I know they want the crumbs
Bitch!
I'm invaluable, yeh fuck you knew me, unrecognizable
Where they come from? Demons hunting
People lurking
Tell me, what you know?
Yeh, you wish you know
All this contrasts woke my flesh
Excited my senses
Don't you come outflow
Credits
Writer(s): Alonso Herrejon Serrano, Ernesto Nava
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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