Small Death - Lover's Eve Lyrics

Far away, from my city
I was told you'd lead me home
You can smell that engine burning
Down the road

It was a cold ass winter night
Bottom barrel to keep us warm
We just let the bullets fly
Until we make it home

I was thrown in your fire
Running my fingers through your long black hair
I was thrown in your fire
Now the devil rests in my bed

Must admit, I was gone
When you looked me in the eyes
I could run for miles a time
But I can't hide

So I plan to make a killin
With that fastback sinister women
Now the barrels at the bottom
And I know she's gonna keep me warm

I was thrown in your fire
Running my fingers through your long black hair
I was thrown in your fire
Now the devil rests in my bed