Speeding my hands while others taste the smell,
Suicidal thoughts haunting me to go to hell.
Crossing over to the other side,
Constantly pushing me, closed eyes wide.
Sweating hard, dressing up like hollywood.
My reason is none, but kyrie still smiles.
My red queen and devil bringer,
Sending fake messages, but I want to ring your finger.
All I want is you now,
But your smile is all I need til' I make my other new god bow.
