SINNER

I don't run I don't rush Bating my breath for them to poach Straight from mud Scared of none Kicked in the stomach, I don't budge Deeply flawed Play it raw Fuck all the fake, I blow it off Got blicky tucked A loaded one Suicidal thought, my biggest foe Draggin' my feet in musty clothes Bloody tears blockin' the scope Oh, I might lose all Roarin' out in croaky tones Put your back to strangle me, it's outta control All the sins, sins, sins, sins I put them on the ground Oh, Might be some investigation But I'll get round the problems Sins, sins, sins, sins I put them on the ground Oh, Might be some investigation But I'll get round the problems In the night, light up the torch A bunch of attracted tiger moths No way to duck out, it's a Slaughter It's a flood damn colossal Either watchdog or a brute I choose the latter shit, of course Keep stealin', stickin' til the morn I stuff all the blame in your throat All my sweats glow like glitters Stones in my way Yeah, It looks like a kind of ritual You gotta pray The scammers, Keep 'em distant The truth is all I chase Light my weight like a feather Get out of range All the sins, sins, sins, sins I put them on the ground Oh, Might be some investigation But I'll get round the problems Sins, sins, sins, sins I put them on the ground Oh, Might be some investigation But I'll get round the problems