Rossy - bonnie & clyde Lyrics

Two bloody perfect souls
They're wanted yes they know
Two bloody perfect souls
They're never getting old
Hold up my mind just froze
Who f*cked this up?
I don't know
So watch me backtrack
Where's my f*cking dab pen
Smoking 'til I'm back bent
Then I f*ck your girl friend
What's that?
Backing
Sipping on the Wockhardt
That girl give me some back scars
I'm f*cked up but I'm that hard
Yeah I'm that hard.
I f*cked up again, I just slept with your friend
She tatted her tummy, you went for revenge
You roll with a shotgun, you squeeze it and laugh
The tattoo is gone now and so is her breath
Two bloody perfect souls
They're wanted yes they know
Two bloody perfect souls
They're never getting old
Whats f*cked up:
I start to miss you, I don't miss you
I'm in denial, I'm sitting watching your trial
I'm thinking "Damn she look good
Tied up in cuffs, man I could..."
Nah wait that's crazy talk
Then I start the crazy plot, making bombs
Find out security routes, curtains where gas has been doused
Sit with a drink in my mouth, I ponder if visits allowed
Shake off the logical doubt, set nav to the courthouse
My consciousness just isn't around, I promise I can't live without...

I blew through the doors and the cops started dying
I shot at the judge and the jury were silenced
I reach out said, "Baby grab onto my arm"
And when the dust settled baby we were gone
Two bloody perfect souls
They're wanted yes they know
Two bloody perfect souls
They're never getting old