imperialem

Cracking bones on the east coast
I don't think Hollywood's ready for you
It sticks
I'm stoned, and I'm hurried through a heat I'd liked to have savored for a moment or two
Am I holding a stiff enough position for you (For you)
Give me my tens so I can finally sign away my youth

Should we break for a dance
Draw some blood, raise a hand
Exorcise this land
We'll twist glass from our sand
Homie, lover, boy, man
Homie, lover, boy, man

Don't feint when you see my horns
The devils are known for their blues
You're ghost
I'm startled, but I will not mourn another loosened notch in my noose

Should we break for a dance
Draw some blood, raise a hand
Exorcise this land
We'll twist glass from our sand
Homie, lover, boy, man
Homie, lover, boy, man

I'm casting a spell
This one is for you
Gero rem Imperialem!
So tell me what you're here to do
Tell me what you're here to do

Should we break for a dance
Raise your fucking hands, boy



Credits
Writer(s): Sage Swineford
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