Elle King - Good Girls [Lyrics] i don't own anything here
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Just a heads up, ladies. Consorting with angels will ruin even the idea of having relationships with mortal men. Men will seem weak and puny by comparison. Angels despise you, and so do I. My stomach turns at the mere thought that I ever allowed Skip to touch me; he is beneath me in every respect. That “good job” and that “beautiful house” and that crone he married were purchased with a lie and trust me; he will never be allowed to keep it. He will perish and everything he accomplished will be lost. And what’s more, he knows this. Everything he does is mere twisting in the wind. His entire life is meaningless. He is a waste.
Once you taste Divinity in the flesh you will crave it forever, and you will never accept any substitutes. Worldly riches become meaningless because the REAL power is not flesh and blood. I now know why the Lord regretted even making mankind. Yahweh despises you and he’s been actively trying to destroy you since before the Flood. There is no salvation from death for any of you.
Only Enki would save you; but I have to wonder why? And in truth, even Lord Enki plays favorites. I suspect none of you qualify. What good are any of you, really? You perish like grass. Your days on this earth are so few and you bring nothing of lasting value. This thread and it’s participants are a prime example of this sad truth. And while I used to plead on behalf of humanity, I’ve since seen enough of your immorality that I cannot bring myself to defend you. Most of you do not deserve to live, and you know it. You embrace death like a long lost lover, and plan your funerals even while you claim to be living. I promise that what you are doing is not living. You are rotting from the inside out.
Mortals are such vile creatures. This planet could use a whole lot less of you. Agenda 21 is starting to make sense.
I've been a-dancing in a devil's dirt
I'm a whole lot of trouble in a itty-bitty skirt
Well, the best kind of loving is the one that hurts
You can get your kiss, but I'll get my purse
I can take you down when the damned get wild
There's a whole lot of sinning but they're greener for miles
Three hits on the 6, there's a number that you dial
You can be like me but I'm a real brat child
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Well, I walked in the light and I lived in the sun
Now I die for the night 'cause the days are done
I kissed a couple of angels but it wasn't much fun
So I shake, shake, shake it with an evil tongue
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
I do, what the good girls don't
I do, what the good girls don't
I do, what the good girls should never ever, never ever do