Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
Gorgeous Children
World in my hands
Damn, I mean that's what they taught me
I wanna put my hands on this pretty young thing
So I dropped it and now we're falling
Down, all around us, just
Dark kids, black flags, no guitar picks
In they pockets, they carry profits
In rubber bands, false prophets by the gram
God damned us to never trust another man
I just wanna see them hands in the stands
You god damn right I fuck fans
You god damn right I fuck fans
Clap for me, girl
Clap for me, girl
Black palms, no tomorrow
Motherfuck tomorrow
Live fast die
[Hook]
Her skin so silver, my blood so black
Eyes so thriller and I'm so bad
But I'm no killa, do it to yourself, babe
Lay back, lemme see you do it to yourself
Skin so silver, blood so black
Eyes so thriller, I'm so bad
I'm no killa, do it to yourself
Lay back, lemme see you do it to yourself
And raise hell
Nevermind I decided to never die
Middle finger flying to the most high
My pretty lil punks rock black at all times
Spikes in the boots, white lies in they eyes
Black tinted coupe, no roof where the sky is
I against I, who's the motherfucking flyest
Golly, Molly, the sky so cyan, but I feel lightning
And I don't feel like them cause I'm not like them
I don't frighten, cause I'm not like them
Cause I'm not like them
[Hook]
Clap for me, girl
Black Palms was produced by Gila Monsta.