Flaming hearts in the back of a black Mariah
Now smoking darts seems to make me a pariah
I'm so tired of living but I don't want to die
Will I be forgiven for my
Dream life
Everything I touch now sends a plume into the air
My baby skins so fair that she isn't even there
Death has no expression just lingers by my side
Counting the procession to my
Dream life
I'm so tired of living but I don't want to die
Will I be forgiven for my
Dream life
Don't crash, I love you when you win, I love your double chin etc. etc.