st. meurte

Coffee and cigarettes, Saint Muerte and me

We're going down to Mexico, where he'll never find me

He said I was his messiah, he said I brought him peace

But peace is overrated, unless you're the one on your knees

Watch me rage, the world is my stage, I do it with grace

Don't call me babe, chaos is my name, it's me who you praise

My love controls the waters, my passion is a fire

I speak in violent breezes, from my body bores desire

Upon arrival in Manzunte, I met the princess of the moon

She said the end was coming, but don't you cry so soon