Jesus Christ & Country Clubs (Explicit)

Jesus Christ & Country Clubs (Explicit) - Gatlin

Lyrics by：Gatlin Thornton/Jennifer Decilveo/Liza Owen

Composed by：Gatlin Thornton/Jennifer Decilveo/Liza Owen

Produced by：Jennifer Decilveo

I wanna smoke 'till there's a hole in my head

Still running barefoot but I'm burning the dress I

I'd rather be out on the road left for dead

Than down there

Down there

I think I'm split in two

I'll never fit into your

Jesus Christ and country clubs

Pockets bigger than your guns

God knows blondes can make you cum

I'm going nowhere

Going nowhere

Going nowhere

I walk the line of social suicide

You say you want the southern stereotype I

I was your star now I'm a meteorite

I'm coming down

Coming down

I think I'm split in two

I'll never fit into your

Jesus Christ and country clubs

Pockets bigger than your guns

God knows blondes can make you cum

I'm going nowhere

Going nowhere

I'm going nowhere

I'm going nowhere

Going nowhere

Jesus Christ I'm so ****** up

I'm going to hell cause girls are fun

Mother hates what I've become

I'm going nowhere

Where where

I'm going nowhere