Lyric Context Universe
bro gon' catch a body
then he flee the scene
i still put the g-star on my jeans
bro gon' catch a body
then he flee the scene
i still put the g-star on my jeans
let me set the scene
flee the scene and my weapon clean
fiend
let me set the scene
flee the scene and my weapon clean
fiend
of warm and crispy air
oh we flee the scene of our little crime
we feel so free
of warm and crispy air
oh we flee the scene of our little crime
we feel so free
but you see so much more
you see the husband flee the scene
you hear the woman hit the floor
but you see so much more
you see the husband flee the scene
you hear the woman hit the floor
it's the best kind of therapy
i always flee the scene of the crime
no victims
it's the best kind of therapy
i always flee the scene of the crime
no victims
burn the evidence
flee the scene
always keep those fingers clean
burn the evidence
flee the scene
always keep those fingers clean
we're seen he's unseen
you don't want him to flee the scene you need him to intervene
in your life
we're seen he's unseen
you don't want him to flee the scene you need him to intervene
in your life