Corazon Lyrics

Ghost in the attic

Can't fight it

Haunting my sleep

Cloaked in mor-fucking-phine

Cigarette lit from the static

Killing all the seconds

And the time in between

Every word I ink

More blood in the sink

Emptied all my magazines

Glock 43

Roll with me

And maybe you'll see

Not all gods need the goddamn belief

God

God

If god can't believe in me

What's the point of falling to my knees?

Bring the horizon

I'm swimming in smoke

I know how to live

With a fucked up corazon

Dance with the dead

I'll feel better with them

We sell better drugs

With a gun to our heads

Drifting in the dark

Venezuelan art

Shadow on the wall

Purple fucked me up

Left my whole life

At the last fucking club

One too many dolls

Let my heart self destruct

Maybe one day it'll feel like luck

Maybe right now it just feels so fucked

Guess I'm writing songs

In my goddamned blood

Where all those fucking texts

Were a shot in the dark

Bring the horizon

I'm swimming in smoke

I know how to live

With a fucked up corazon

Dance with the dead

I'll feel better with them

We sell better drugs

With a gun to our heads

Gun to our fucking heads

Gun to our fucking heads

Bring the horizon

I'm swimming in smoke

I know how to live

With a fucked up corazon

Dance with the dead

I'll feel better with them

We sell better drugs

With a gun to our heads