Some Sort of a Saint
Come inside, you're welcome
These seats need to warm up
So I'll make sure you're entertained
And then you will be my helpless slave
I'll sell you my wisdom
Don't tell anyone I made 'em up
To manipulate your weak mind
While you dream about living my life
I will feed you pills from some bottle I made
And make sure
You're addicted to the drug 'til you're insane
And you won't ever escape
I'll teach you my language
Yeah, these words I also made 'em up
Tell you that they will cleanse your sins
But these spirits still crawl on your skin
I will feed you pills from some bottle I made
And make sure
You're addicted to the drug 'til you're insane
And you won't ever escape
By the way
I got special powers but don't ask me where
I got them
Just know that I use them so that you're aware
That I'm some sort of a saint
Come inside, you're welcome
These seats need to warm up
So I'll make sure you're entertained
And then you will be my helpless slaves
I will feed you pills from some bottle I made
And make sure
You're addicted to the drug 'til you're insane
And you won't ever escape
By the way
I got special powers but don't ask me where
I got them
Just know that I use them so that you're aware
That I'm some sort of a saint
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These seats need to warm up
So I'll make sure you're entertained
And then you will be my helpless slave
I'll sell you my wisdom
Don't tell anyone I made 'em up
To manipulate your weak mind
While you dream about living my life
I will feed you pills from some bottle I made
And make sure
You're addicted to the drug 'til you're insane
And you won't ever escape
I'll teach you my language
Yeah, these words I also made 'em up
Tell you that they will cleanse your sins
But these spirits still crawl on your skin
I will feed you pills from some bottle I made
And make sure
You're addicted to the drug 'til you're insane
And you won't ever escape
By the way
I got special powers but don't ask me where
I got them
Just know that I use them so that you're aware
That I'm some sort of a saint
Come inside, you're welcome
These seats need to warm up
So I'll make sure you're entertained
And then you will be my helpless slaves
I will feed you pills from some bottle I made
And make sure
You're addicted to the drug 'til you're insane
And you won't ever escape
By the way
I got special powers but don't ask me where
I got them
Just know that I use them so that you're aware
That I'm some sort of a saint
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Credits
Writer(s): John Elijah Belarmino
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