Drugstore - Favourite Sinner lyrics
[Drugstore - Favourite Sinner lyrics]
Gun loaded on my knee my fingers waiting
Gonna tell him I was born, mistaken
Then I'm gonna let my fingers slip
God help my shaking hand
I can see your light
They're lining up the dead
Gonna take another sip of your soul
Your favorite sinner
My god is just a dream he's got the answers
This city's killing me faster and faster
Gonna tell him I was born, broken
And then I'm gonna let myself run free
God help my burning hair
I can see your light
You're lining up the dead
Gonna take another sip of your soul
Your favorite sinner