Testo Glorious #1

All alone in the traffic
All sense of the game is long gone
Mouth twisted up and lips like coal
Tired of spinning you get anything you want

We don't have to be lovers
We don't have to be friends for no one
Black souls in the desert Heads spinning you get anything you want

I'm back down to the glorious #1
My prints all over the smoking gun
Back down to the glorious #1
All lines to the living are now undone
Back down to the glorious #1

Her fingers felt like a fire
Her skin's shifting
The words are so clear
Left a burning desire
One flash will get you anything you want