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Be a crime if I offended you
With my estranged religion
I`ve been chain smoken cigarettes
Since I felt my first ignition
Don`t want you to believe me
Just want you to release me
I`m the son of a preacher
Ain`t no angels in my head
You`re preachin` snow-white
But the stain on your
switchblade`s red
So don`t expect no roses
I never had much class
Don`t want Mona Lisa
All I want is your trash
In my veins
Make it last
For days
Want your beast
Need your rage
Feel you burnin` up, sister
In my veins
Devil diggin` deeper
I`m still hangin` by a thread
Don`t be talkin` about love
Don`t you know that superstition`s
dead
And I ain`t nobody` savior
So don`t expect no flash
Don`t want Mona Lisa
All I want is your trash
(Repeat Chorus)
A graphic disposition
Makes such a sexy girl
You can turn the Kiss of Death
Into Mother of Pearl