Rylie Faith - Death Game

Death Game

Cigarettes on a Sunday after nine
Gambling with our secrets on the line
Grim Reaper's been calling my name lately
I'm along for your death game baby

We sneak in to the mansion on Charlotte Road
We tiptoe down the hall around the scarlet ghosts
You've been my dose of Cetafen lately
I'm along for your death game baby

Let's make a deal
I think I get the appeal
When you bat your eyes so slowly at me
I lose sight of what's real
I wanna know how you feel

You show me your tattoo of a butterfly
I've been seeing pink roses in your eyes
But your love is an uncanny valley
I'm along for your death game baby

Let's make a deal
I think I get the appeal
When you wrap your arms so tight around me
I lose sight of what's real
I wanna know how you feel
I wanna know how you feel

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Writer(s): Rylie Dempster
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