Godzilla Lyrics

All the poetry reads only as shallow

Shoot for the stars, all your bullets are hollow

Make up break up create a cover up

Paper or plastic? which one made the cut

I'll take the pennies from the hit I lit

I want the credit for the radio edit

Sell my pride for a dollar sign

Realign my mind dine on the divine

Paint my blood on the walls of the city bank

I'm the punctuation you are the prank

I'll take the pennies from the hit i lit

I want the credit for the radio edit