Wicked

(альбом: Illuminarium - 2021)

Every time I think of you
I feel a little fucked up
Every time I think of you
I feel a little fucked up
I don't think you get it
You made me wicked

I don't want anybody no more
Take me out my body oh lord
Take me out my way, shit
Take me far away from this
Like new car, better get in
New spot, new women
You know God don't listen
I can be your villain
I think I want blood
You should be running
I'm not who you loved
I've become a stranger

Every time I think of you
I feel a little fucked up
Every time I think of you
I feel a little fucked up
I don't think you get it
You made me wicked

I don't like anybody I see
You're lookin like something I'd eat
I'm here for the kill, yeah
Chasing a feeling
I'm brand new in a bad way
I'm embracing my bad taste
I'm impatient
I'm blooming like a frag grenade
I think I want blood
You should be running
I'm not who you loved
I've become a stranger

Every time I think of you
I feel a little fucked up
Every time I think of you
I feel a little fucked up
I don't think you get it
You made me wicked