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Written and performed by Samara Divulgence © 2012 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 
Produced/Engineered/Mixed/ by Sonny Truelove @ STL Studios

Lyrics:
My heart is a beating drum
It's loud and dignified
It beats to the rhythm of the streets
But it's hollow and worthless inside

In the city was a preacher with an answer
Avoiding human error and mistakes like it was cancer
Running away to make sure she wasn't liable
But then she tripped and the preacher lost her bible

They say we all make mistakes but there's only so much we can take

Here we go it's a self induced affliction
Pessimistic self destructive mass addiction
Running loose like it's Sex and The City
Not tied down by anything but alcohol IV
It's just a hook up, it's just for pleasure
It's just a trade of my morality for leisure
Forget your morals, you're not liable
When the preacher hits the asphalt and throw away the bible

In the city was a man of class and dignity
But he would sell his love for a single hit of ecstasy
Running loose and parading through the industry
Promoting self abuse in the worst of company
He found the preacher and begged her for and answer
She preached her words but he was just too taken by her
Fell to the ground in furtive catatonic blasphemy
He had crashed and burned and taken on the preacher wilfully

They say we all make mistakes but who are they for the words they say to be taken seriously?

Here we go it's a self induced affliction
Pessimistic self destructive mass addiction
Running loose like it's Sex and The City
Not tied down by anything but alcohol IV
It's just a needle, it's just a bottle
It's just a line of powder pure and white and so strong
Forget your morals, you're not liable
When the preacher hits the asphalt and throws away the bible

Here we go it's a self induced affliction
Pessimistic self destructive mass addiction
Embracing all of the forms of promiscuity
Not tied down by anything but alcohol IV
Forget your head, books you read
Even forget what I said
It's just a kiss, a hit and miss
It's just a long night in bed
Forget your morals, you're not liable
When the preacher hits the asphalt and throws away the bible



Here We Go!

212 Written by Azealia Banks. Performed by Samara Divulgence.

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