tombstone ft. Twenyohthree Lyrics

Young Cole Sprouse with a pistol sittin' next to me

Goth boy killer, I'ma fill it up with ecstasy

Flippin' middle fingers

While she's puking on the leather seats

Sippin' for the villains, yeah, I do it for my enemies

Dead boy smokin' on a gold tombstone

I was passed out while you was ringin' on my phone

Got me nervous, actin' like you never seen me before

Did it on purpose, now I got these bitches seeing my ghost

Ex-girl tried to play like she was innocent

Next girl told me that she's kinda into it

I need a keeper even though I come off ignorant

Fuck your opinions, I will rip out all your ligaments

Young Cole Sprouse with a pistol sittin' next to me

Goth boy killer, I'ma fill it up with ecstasy

Flippin' middle fingers

While she's puking on the leather seats

Sippin' for the villains, yeah, I do it for my enemies

I wanna get you in my room

But I cannot seem to find you

I wanna fuck you till you're blue

But you never come out of hiding

I know, I know I'm an evil motherfucker

I know, I know

I know, I know

I'm an evil motherfucker I know

I will levitate, fly across the world to find you

But all I find is the empty cellar drain

And blood red shades, the walls keep closing in

On me, the summer fades The winter's cold without you

The devil found me

Dead, found my fate

It's like I gave in to you before I started

I wanna get you in my room

But I cannot seem to find you

I wanna fuck you till you're blue

But you never come out of hiding