Fortune Teller

I only wanna seem good
In front of the right people
My aura’s yellow like a coward
Tonight, I’m gonna melt some faces
With Gatling gun social skills
We dance to the beat
Whatever sound comes out anyway
So why not kill, someone you hate
When the cactus are in full bloom
I’m gonna ask you to be my wife
And it’s cold enough to see your breath
I’m taking the only thing that’s mine
But first, I’m gonna melt some faces
With Gatling gun social skills
Dance to the beat
Whatever sound comes out anyway
So why can’t I kill
Someone I hate