Harlem - Lana lyrics
[Harlem - Lana lyrics]
Let her jet a wave of compromise
Cool lounge of stress
And don't worry, baby
You'll dance on his grave
He might be an angel
But he's probably a snake
Who could ever be so cruel?
Who could ever be so mean?
Break the heart in two of a beauty queen
Listening to 'yoncé
Feral dogs gnawing on the chain
I let that shit roll off my back
Like an oil slick I can't contain
And don't worry, baby
You'll dance on his grave
He might be an angel
But he's probably a snake
Who could ever be so cruel?
Who could ever be so mean?
Break the heart in two of a beauty queen
I'm listening to nothing no beautiful words
I'm listening to nothing -
Don't worry, baby you'll dance on his grave
He might be an angel
But he's probably a snake
Don't worry, baby you'll dance on his grave
He might be an angel
But he's probably a snake
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