A LIVID THEME ft. Lxwless Lyrics

Bitch, you couldn't sell your soul if you had one

Even the devil's fucking careful who he buys from

I thought I saw you in the corner looked and you'd gone

Even your shadow seems to know who to run from

I put a circle of salt down for my protection

I saw you doing your makeup with no reflection

Yeah my belief in the unknown you made me question

To steal my heart and to break me was your intention

All those times that I called you didn't answer

Maybe I should've tried using the planchet

I always thought that you had me enchantеd

You make kids wanna hide under thеir blankets

Bitch, you couldn't sell your soul if you had one

Even the devil's fucking careful who he buys from

I thought I saw you in the corner looked and you'd gone

Even your shadow seems to know who to run from

If I die in my sleep, I pray my soul to keep

If I die for I wake, I pray my soul to take

If I die next to her, bet she's my murderer

If I die next to her, bet she's my murderer

I wouldn't fuck with her, she's like a succubus,

Sucking my soul out and throwing me under bus

I lost my trust in us, our love has turned to dust,

Better just turn round and run (Yuh)

She's like a masochist, makes me so mad at this,

She wants to watch our love burn like an anarchist

She'll never pass a fist, she like the catalyst

She gonna make me feel bad for this

Bitch, you couldn't sell your soul if you had one

Even the devil's fucking careful who he buys from

I thought I saw you in the corner looked and you'd gone

Even your shadow seems to know who to run from

Sick, sick, sick, you're a sick bitch

Always getting treats you're all tricks bitch

You saying you're loving me then you switch bitch

Always in your shadow I'm eclipsed bitch

She is a bitch with a double u

Call her a medusa you'll turn into stone

If she gets a look at you

Call her maleficent always malevolent

Leaving you empty inside like you're desolate

Swear on the testement, leaving no evidence

Bet ya she'll bury you down with the rest of em

Ha

See you in hell with the best of them, burning in hell for indefinite

Bitch, you couldn't sell your soul if you had one

Even the devil's fucking careful who he buys from

I thought I saw you in the corner looked and you'd gone

Even your shadow seems to know who to run from