Wrong Love

Mmh Mmh I fell in love With the wrong one She took my soul And now what (yeah)(uh) I ain't giving no one No flowers Your a demon Go devour I ain't God I need the powder I fell in love With the wrong one She took my soul And now what Cut the bitch off Like some chowder I ain't giving no one No flowers Your lips are tasting sour Your a demon Go devour I ain't God I need the powder So f*ck it I'm a doubter There's something on my mind I'm always on the grind Our souls were intertwined It was all just so divine I feel it I feel it I'm in another light I feel it I feel it I'm in another night When nothing feels right When nothing alright When nothing's but night When nothing's but spite I fell in love With the wrong one She took my soul And now what Cut the bitch off Like some chowder I ain't giving no one No flowers Your lips are tasting sour Your a demon Go devour I ain't God I need the powder So f*ck it I'm a doubter I fell in love with the wrong one She took my soul and now what Cut the bitch off like some chowder I ain't giving no one no flowers Your lips are tasting sour Your a demon go devour I ain't God I need the powder So f*ck it I'm a doubter