Hell's Favorite Daughter

[Verse 1] Black nails Lipstick like a fresh sin You look at me like you're gonna win Horns growin’, fangs showin’ Blood stainin’ my skin It drives me crazy but brings out the beast within Oh, oh, oh, You better run Oh, oh, oh, You think this is for fun Candles drip, Wax stainin’ your name Sigils burn when I light them a flame Oh, oh, Spells fallin’ from my lips Oh, oh, oh, Let’s seal it with a kiss [Prechorus] You prayed to the sky But you only cried Your lookin’ for a god Oh, But all they sent was me [Chorus] Crown made of brimstone Fire in my voice Turn your saints to stone While I kick you off the throne I’m hell’s favorite daughter (hey) Lookin’ for a slaughter (slaughter) Baptized with gasoline You can run to your shrines I’ll take my time I'll leave ya’ lookin’ like a crime-scene [Verse 2] Tarot spread Cards laughin’ at your fate Every “future” that you wanted I made you abdicate Ash on my tongue Curses fill the air As I ensnare you [Prechorus] You cling to your cross Like it's your sword and shield But I write my own gospel It makes me a little hostile [Chorus] Crown made of brimstone Fire in my voice Turn your saints to stone While I kick you off the throne I’m hell’s favorite daughter (hey) Lookin’ for a slaughter (slaughter) Baptized with gasoline You can run to your shrines I’ll take my time I'll leave ya’ lookin’ like a crime-scene [Bridge] I don’t need a pitchfork I got words like blades Every verse a blood pact Every line an iron cage You call it evil I call it power reclaimed I’m the curse that broke you and keeps you chained I’m the fire you can’t contain (can’t contain) [Chorus] Crown made of brimstone Fire in my voice Turn your saints to stone While I kick you off the throne I’m hell’s favorite daughter (hey) Lookin’ for a slaughter (slaughter) Baptized with gasoline You can run to your shrines I’ll take my time I'll leave ya’ lookin’ like a crime-scene I'll leave ya' lookin like a crime-scene