Favourite sinner de Drugstore

When god comes to me
i will be shaking
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 x3