Someone diggin' in my head
Someone foolin' up my bed
Is it rapture that he wants?
Is it capture that I sought?
God be willin', God be true
God be feeling, God be you
I want money in my bank
Gasoline in my tank
Can you give me what I need?
I'm breakin' bitches for the seed
Would you die, die for me
Into the sea, into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die, die for me
Into the sea, into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
I ain't winnin', not yet dead
You can't starve me, I'm unfed
You look pretty when you need
I look nicer when I feed
God be willin', God be true
Fuck my conscience, God be you
Would you die, die for me
Into the sea, into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die, die for me
Into the sea, into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die, die for me
Into the sea, into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die, die for me
Into the sea, into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
With you love is my religion
And sickness is my drug
Carefully craft incisions
Until you fit like love
With you love is my religion
And sickness is my drug (drug)
Carefully craft incisions
Until you fit like love (like love)
With you love is my religion (baby)
And sickness is my drug (drug)
Carefully craft incisions (baby)
Until you fit like love (like love)
With you love is my religion (baby)
And sickness is my drug (drug)
Carefully craft incisions (baby)
Until you fit like love
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