6 FEET DEEP ON A SUNDAY Lyrics

I woke up in a mansion that I haven't built yet

I focus on papers cause nobody likes debt

I treat women like shit but they dont mind it

Cause I got enough money to go and buy your respect

Demons follow me when I'm searching for God

Being wrong is easy but to do right is hard

See they worry bout the flaws as if that's who they are

Even Jesus didn't get through life without a couple scars

Would you risk it all as an angel and fall

Or stay in paradise under a system that's flawed

You can look at anything for a bit too long

For instance Lucifer the morning star

Is that the sun hells true spot

Bunch of space ships go and send them to Mars

Why we tryna leave Earth as if it's truly gone

We can change our habits but we haven't come that far

Smoke a cigarette and come kick it with me

Cause we're all killing ourselves eventually

People die to get rich people die over a bitch

People die for the memories they already live

Welcome to the land of inspiration

In a society filled with useless information

Living life like you love to be livid

A personality is now defined by your opinion

But I don't really care cause no one gives a shit

Sin city broke out and spread through the whole planet

Devil in a new dress walking down the runway

Have you six feet deep on a Sunday

Mortals make messiahs