Im picking you and you
Cause thats all that seems to matter lately
All alone by yourself, what do you do?
Its the closest thing to heaven, maybe
Lay low, what you missing, is ammunition
Pay the toll, save your soul, before they getcha
Lay low, what you missing, ammunition
Keep your lights off, curtains closed
Whatever currency that holds
Strangers to ourselves, they take your money
But they hate your kind
Oh the power of money
Oh why, oh why do I always end up with Scorpios or Geminis
See I dont want no adios, to get close
They only time I go to church is when someone in the casket
I said The only time I got to church is when someone in the casket
Good men are strange, bad men are obvious
Mama said The good men are strange, the bad men are obvious
Im picking you and you
Cause you dont really matter to me
Youll never find your way to heaven
But you can follow me
Youll never find your way to heaven
Youll never find your way to heaven
Good men are strange, bad men are obvious
Mama said The good men are strange, the bad men are obvious
Heaven
Youll never find your way to heaven
Youll never find your way to heaven
Youll never find your way to heaven
Heaven