MY KZ, UR BF

Lucifer, you're landing

Cross-hairs on the kitchen sink

Barb-wire in the bathroom

I can't make new memories since

Flashbacks to the time

This shell-shocked apartment was the place

I met with your boy

It's a mortal thing, yeah, it's a mortal thing, oh

He looked at me funny and I, oh, oh

Think our secret's out and a, oh

I try to explain

But then munitions rain, and we're the epicenter

It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine

It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine

And I wanna know what happened to your boyfriend

'Cause he was looking at me like, whoa

Yeah, right before the kitchen was a dustbowl

And tossing me the keys and I can't forget how

And everything just coming through the windows

And half the street was under my nails

It's like we're sitting in a Faraday cage

When the lights all failed

I fly through the walls

All pieces colliding and I

See Raymond apart

He's a frowning now

Waging a finger at me, boy

His knees bend the other way and, boy

Are you guys together, honey? Boy

Oh, but now I can't find his torso

Hm, hm, hm, I guess you're separated

It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine

Yeah, I just wanna know

It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine

And I wanna know what happened to your boyfriend

'Cause he was looking at me like, whoa

Yeah, right before the kitchen was a dustbowl

And tossing me the keys and I can't forget how

And everything just coming through the windows

And half the street was under my nails

It's like we're sitting in a Faraday cage

When the lights all failed

The lights all failed

Lucifer, you're landing

(I do believe it will be business inside)

Cross-hairs on the kitchen sink

(It's a real spanner into my works, I think I kicked the bucket)

Baby's on the bullseye

(I do believe it will be business inside)

I can't make new memories since, 'ries since, 'ries since

(It's a real spanner into my works)

And I wanna know what happened to your boyfriend

'Cause he was looking at me like, whoa

Yeah, right before the kitchen was a dustbowl

And tossing me the keys and I can't forget how

And everything just coming through the windows

And half the street was under my nails

It's like we're sitting in a Faraday cage

When the lights all failed

And now everybody gotta go hungry

And everybody cover up their mouths

And I haven't seen the body count lately

But looking at your faces it must have been bad

And if everybody answered their phone calls

But people say the army's on fire

It's like we sitting with our parachutes on

But the airport's gone