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Savannah Dexter

Murder You With Love

 

Murder You With Love

(album: Savages - 2021)


I never cave under pressure
I learned to turn my pain into pleasure
Your hate became my drug, the high just ain't enough
The ones you give your heart to will murder you with love

Life's full of hard turns, no blinkers, got me out drinking these drinkers
I can feel the world at my fingertips but I can't out-think these thinkers
Found peace when I found distance, but solitude slowly gets to you
Felt peace a time or two, now my heart feels like an inner tube
A forty-five can't kill the void, a music high can't kill the noise
What you know about heartbreak? I slow dance with the real McCoys
I left on a search for gold, Lord knows I was in a pinch
What I found was a treasure chest, what I lost was innocence

Forgiveness can't love me, my attitude's so ugly
I blame it on these stab wounds from anyone who's loved me
I pray I find redemption on the other side
My person's like a battle cry

I used to care but I no longer give a fuck
I prayed for help when I was stuck, no luck
Yeah, hate became a drug, the high just ain't enough
The ones you give your heart to gon' murder you with love
I never cave under pressure
I learned to turn my pain into pleasure
Your hate became my drug, the high just ain't enough (Struggle)
The ones you give your heart to will murder you with love (yeah)

The water's getting muddy so I stay clear
Always thrive inside the pain 'cause I was raised here
Writing all these songs of love and war like I'm Shakespeare
Ain't no love at first sight with me, it seems to take years
Hard to trust a soul, I sold mine for this treasure map
Lost it all, gained nothing back, how the hell you measure that?
Give 'em love too hard to handle so they always let it go
It's just in my genetic code to go into poetic mode
Hoping with the motions it's too late for me to zip it closed
Most these bitches fake as hell, they heart is made of silicone
Lord T is rare now, cool kids gotta sit alone
Traveled on this lonely road, one day I hope I feel at home

I used to care but I no longer give a fuck
I prayed for help when I was stuck, no luck
Yeah, hate became a drug, the high just ain't enough
The ones you give your heart to gon' murder you with love
I never cave under pressure
I learned to turn my pain into pleasure
Your hate became my drug, the high just ain't enough
The ones you give your heart to will murder you with love

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