Killer (08)

Not the child you think you made
My mind is sharper than a razorblade
And I'm not gonna be your filter, yeah
When I grow up I wanna be a killer

Wake me up while I'm still numb
Pour myself into this gun
Dress me up sleek like a bullet
Got my finger on the trigger and the courage to pull it

I don't know how my heart remains
But God works in mysterious ways

I came here in a state of grace
And I don't need submission, tell me what you crave
'Cause I'm not gonna be your filter, yeah
When I grow up I'm gonna be a killer

And I just want to blow you all away

Wake me up while I'm still numb
Pour myself into this gun
Dress me up sleek like a bullet
Got my finger on the trigger and I'm going to pull it

I don't know how my heart remains
I don't know how my heart remains



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Olusegun Adeola Samuel, Adam Paul Tinley
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