Kris Kelly More Lyrics

Nail the good stuff into the palm of my hand
And I will bleed for you.
I've given up everything that might heal the wound
Cause the drugs numb so good.
It wasn't always the case, I used to dream about finding happiness.
But sucking off a god that gives a shallow relief, I find it the easiest.

And now I want more.
Give me some more.
I deserve more.
I'm taking more.

Give it to me now! Mine! Gimme!
A demon took hold of my soul.

I like him real well when he gives me what I want,
But now it's too much work.
If he can't fill up the void I told him to fill
Then he must not be good enough.
And if I push aside the signs my body's giving me, I think I could trick me whole.
Give it to me but if it's not the biggest, don't worry, I need to have a goal.

And now I want more.
Give me some more.
I deserve more.
I'm taking more.

Give it to me now! Mine! Gimme!
A demon took hold of my soul.

Nail the good stuff into the palm of my hand
And I will bleed for you.