I'm a new man on the alley
Running faster than a Mustang
In the desert, find my closure
Feed my old skin to the vultures
Now the war has just begun
And I'm holding the gun
Oh, you poison the soil
Nice to meet ya,
I'm your idol You're the preacher
I'm your bible Pump your lips up,
fix your makeup Whatever it takes to be famous,
oh I gotta,
gotta,
gotta find a way to let go Oh god,
I gotta get out of the echo
Now the war has just begun And I'm holding the gun
Oh,
you poison the soil It's poisoning my blood
You suck on my tongue like cinnamon Oh,
you're my taste buds
Red sugar and toast You suck on my tongue like cinnamon
Cinnamon, cinnamon, cinnamon,
cinnamon, cinnamon, cinnamon
Cinnamon,
cinnamon,
cinnamon,
cinnamon,
cinnamon,
cinnamon
You suck on my tongue like cinnamon