God's Favourite

I was ready to lie down in a coffin
For the god's sake
But you made woman's word mean nothing
It was a fatal mistake

When your arms
Touch my skin
This moment feels
Just like sin
I was white
Like your mother
Now I'm red
You won't love another

Six days have passed
You need some rest
Lay on my chest
I'll do my best
I'm gonna give birth
To the new gods
Eighth day of Earth
Poisonous clouds

God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite

Nothing is cyclic
The week is over
Death will be quick
Future is nowhere
No need to mourn
I'll be your world
New gods were born
My heart was torn

God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite
God's favourite, god's favourite

In me you won't notice
A single flaw
A woman's word
Is always a law



Credits
Writer(s): Hell Heaven
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