Текст песни God Be You - Nostalghia

Someone diggin'
In my head
Someone foolin'
Up my bed
Is it a rapture
That he wants?
Is it a capture
That I sought?
God be willing
God be true
God be feeling
God be you
I want money
In my bank
Gasoline
In my tank
Can you give me
What I need
I'm breaking bitches
For the seed
Would you die,
Die for me
Into the sea
into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die,
Die for me
Into the sea
into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
I ain't winnin',
Not yet dead
You can't starve me
I'm unfed
You look pretty
When you need
I look nicer
When I feed
God be willing
God be true
Fuck my conscience
God be you
Would you die,
Die for me
Into the sea
into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die,
Die for me
Into the sea
Into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die,
Die for me
Into the sea
Into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
Would you die,
Die for me
Into the sea
Into the sea
Would you die for me, baby?
With you love is my religion
And sickness is my drug
Carefully craft incisions
Until you fit like glove
With you love is my religion
And sickness is my drug (drug)
Carefully craft incisions
Until you fit like glove (like love)
With you love is my religion (baby)
And sickness is my drug (drug)
Carefully craft incisions (baby)
Until you fit like glove (like love)
With you love is my religion (baby)
And sickness is my drug (drug)
Carefully craft incisions (baby)
Until you fit like glove