Lyrics

You're so degraded, you're so alone Nothing can save you not even the phone This is the capital of Bad luck and dope Breaking a piece of you is Your only hope Nobody loves you but Jesus and me I've got my reasons... You're so corrupted, you're so extreme God and the angels are out of your dream This is the century of I don't believe In anything but what's up my sleeve So what's up your sleeve? Nobody loves you but Jesus and me I've got my reasons so does he I want your money but he wants your soul I said I loved you, and it was true Nobody knows that better than you I'm not political, I did what I could I didn't mean no harm but I mean no good Nobody loves you but Jesus and me I've got my reasons... I want your mystery but he wants your soul