Texty:
Envy On The Coast Lucy Gray

There is no Odyssey. There's no Penelope, just maids and suitors. Take this gun from me. Let all the angels see, this intoxicated, barely breathing

The road turned into a snake and looked in my veins and said it's in your blood thats when i tried to run but it was way too dark i got scared and ran

Thanks a lot i've been disadvantaged from the start he constricted the veins heading straight to my head rerouted the blood to my heart instead rerouted

you say Because there's nothing gray About the color of your skin With hair as black as night Her skin, it is that pearly white And the red on the bathroom

I'll hold your tears as a ransom Within the palm of my hand, And tell you once again, Don't tell me that you're scared... Wake, wake, wake her From

them where the bad ones go. Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose. Let's show them where the bad ones go. Color you criminal, paint black lines on