Live and Let Die Lyrics

Biting through a tee-shirt

It sure don't, make me feel like a sweetheart

Like a sweetheart

Like a sweetheart

Ring around the rosie

A pocket full of money

But I dropped all of my smokes on the ground

I can't come down

I can't come down

I've been spinning in the clouds

And I can't come down

I can't fucking hide

You're everywhere I look

You're in my fucking phone

You're in my fucking books

You're in my fucking music

In my lyrics in my hooks

Get out, and lock the doors

Driving down a dirt road driveway

You make some music when the rocks hit the square frame

Yeah adding lemonade to liquor

It made it pink, didn't make it any sweeter

Adding liquor to your liver

Didn't make it less bitter

Come on lie and say love me

Playing ring around the rosie

A pocket full of posies

I don't want none, of your crushed roses

You're fucking hopeless

I hope you get this

I hope you get it

Packing a white lighter

It ain't very clever

But I got it matching my fashion

It's kinda sickening

I can't stand when you're talking

Get out, and lock the doors

I don't wanna see your fucking face anymore

I couldn't picture better but

I don't want it so badly anymore

Why won't you look at me

Catastrophe, is naturally a tragedy

Drowning in the dead space

You wanna make my head race

It's written all over your face

I can't fucking hide

You're everywhere I look

You're in my fucking phone

You're in my fucking books

You're in my fucking music

In my lyrics in my hooks

Get out, and lock the doors

I don't wanna see your fucking face anymore

Make me scratch, bleed, and itch

As I bit through the flesh that made me Liv

Like I always said "live and let live"

And you're better dead

Live and let it die

Cold and let it cry

Sober you'll expire

Rotten, rude, and wired

Never love a lier

I'm too, damn tired

I'm too, damn tired

I'm too, damn tired