sun cop – golden son lyrics
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[verse 1]
the blood on your fingertips
is worth more than all of mine
and the taste on your tongue is bliss
on mine is a mixture of dust and wine
the blood running down your altar’s step
stains the wall of my column still
you you’re the weight on my aching chest
on yours is a sigil of seven hills
[pre+chorus]
i could do what lovers do
namely drink, and think of you
only the leaves, and the morning dew
would know what i did to you
[chorus]
so f+ck you, golden son
i swear i’ll f+ck you up, one day
meet me on a wide road
we’ll see who works, and who’s gonna play
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