Starving fast - Koritni

You’re a hustler and you know it’s true

As you’re telling me telling me telling me that I’m special to you

You’re trying to sell the whole crowd a lie

As you sing the blues you borrowed while pretending to cry

You know that you’ve dug your own grave

Now lay in what you have made … Hey

I’ve seen through all your tricks before

You’re keeping on trying to tell me that you’re giving it all

Your moral sign says I’ll be safe in my lane

But you’re dishing out the pain while you’re hiding all your riches again

Well my mind ain’t a free bordello

Pour my wine into your broken glass

Every time I bleed you swallow

Now I’m starving fast

You tell me rules I should live by

You put your dissonant take of life inside theology lies

You’ll have to find a bigger sucker than I

Cause I’ve seen your crocodile tears and dramatic crying

Well you’re stuck in a hole

What miracle will unfold?

You’re knock knock knocking on my door

With creative telling and selling of stories I’ve heard before

It don’t make sense what other people believe

All the see is forest, when it’s just fire wood to me

Well my mind ain’t a free bordello

Pour my wine into your broken glass

Every time I bleed you swallow

Now I’m starving fast

Well my mind ain’t a free bordello

Put my dime into your broken glass

Every time I bleed you swallow

On a starving fast