Hollywood Undead - Idol Lyrics
Artist: Hollywood Undead
Song: Idol
Lyrics:
I think I'm an angel, but I am cursed
Riding so painful, ghost-whipping the hearse
My secrets are shameful, my secrets are faithful
My life is no fable, I'm an archangel
Fiend and a villain, I'm scorching, I'm dealing, I'll pack this shit up
New orders, I fill 'em, unload the clip up
Yes, I stay drilling 'em, what did you say?
So that's how you're killing 'em?
What do you do? They look up to you
A porcelain doll, an idol, a tool
You dropped outta school, you're burning up fuel
An angel of death, a face of a ghoul
I ain't your idol, kid, I'm just a gangster
I cannot save you, son, I ain't no savior
I ain't your idol, kid, mouth full of hatred
I cannot save you now, I am not sacred
I ain't your idol, kid
I ain't your idol, kid
No, I ain't your idol, kid, your idol
No, I ain't your idol, kid, your idol
I'm gonna be killing 'em without any airplay
'Cause I dare say anything not their way
Fuck politically correct in a scared way
They don't want this angel demon bringing muerte
Not imagining, I'm dumping a magazine
Thought that you had a dream, don't really have a king
But this one is flattering, battering
All the missing traveling protected by Masakeen
I'm talking extremities with enemies, obscenities; to you, I'm exactly what a rival is
If you're not gonna be my synergy infinity, I'm then wishing you suicide or ship
I'm homicidal, bitch, and I'm [?] got a vital kick
If you're not [?] the damage the Bible did, I ain't your idol, kid
I ain't your idol, kid, I'm just a gangster
I cannot save you, son, I ain't no savior
I ain't your idol, kid, mouth full of hatred
I cannot save you now, I am not sacred
I ain't your idol, kid
Looking at me, well, what do you see?
The vision of something that you'll never be
The kingdom will come, no love for the king
What do you want? What do you need?
I'm an addict with a habit
I'll blow your fucking head off, goddammit
Can't stand it
The look on your face, the desperation
I cannot take it, I feel it again
The needles are pushing up under my skin
I cannot speak, but the voices within
That evil is good in the virtue of sin
Who are you? What do you need?
Are you sure you wanna be like me?
Gotta pay up, nothing is free
A deal with the devil, a deal with me
I ain't your idol, kid
I ain't your idol, kid
I ain't your idol, kid
I ain't your idol, kid
No, I ain't your idol, kid, your idol
No, I ain't your idol, kid, your idol
No, I ain't your idol, kid
I cannot save you, son
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