Street Brawling Millionaire

(She, she, she, she)

Bloody lip, it's a drop in the ocean
Flipped a switch, and I can't hold back
I won't complain, it's the life I've chosen
Dying young, maybe that's my path

Cyclone, spinning like a halo
Deep inside my old bones, hell, no

Death is a miracle, a famous death
I live by the bullet with no regrets
I just don't care
I'm a street brawling millionaire
All my sins are heaven-sent

Trust is the enemy, I repent
For the weak motherfuckers that came and went
I just don't care
I'm a street brawling millionaire
All my sins are heaven-sent

I make mistakes, and I live in the moment
Straight to hell, yeah, I'll meet you there
I know I'm damned and salvation's hopeless
My head is sick, and my soul's laid bare

Cyclone, spinning like a halo
Deep inside my old bones, hell, no

Death is a miracle, a famous death
I live by the bullet with no regrets
I just don't care
I'm a street brawling millionaire
All my sins are heaven-sent

Trust is the enemy, I repent
For the weak motherfuckers that came and went
I just don't care
I'm a street brawling millionaire
All my sins are heaven-sent

Down in the valley below
Where the street dogs roam
That's the place that I go
When I need to be alone

Down in the valley below
Where the street dogs roam
That's the place that I go
When I need to be alone

Death is a miracle, a famous death
I live by the bullet with no regrets
I just don't care
I'm a street brawling millionaire
All my sins are heaven-sent

Trust is the enemy, I repent
For the weak motherfuckers that came and went
I just don't care
I'm a street brawling millionaire
All my sins are heaven-sent



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Medice, Adam Jensen
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