Hell - Waxahatchee

Swallow my pride, it’s mine to quell

I’ll put you through hell, I’ll put you through hell

I release a ramble of a sigh

You illuminate me as I galvanize

A flowery demise

I, well, I was never gonna survive

He’s a fire burning fast and so, so bright

Taking back the night

It’s a classic plight

Through vacillating eyes, he wants to have it all and who am I?

And I hover above like a deity

But you don’t worship me, you don’t worship me

Yeah, you strip the illusion, you did it well

I’ll put you through hell, I’ll put you through hell

I nurture the one track taking flight

Let it surround me like a starry night

Let it hypnotize

Puncturing the minds

Of those who canonize, a love that is so true, it never dies

And I hover above like a deity

But you don’t worship me, you don’t worship me

Yeah, you strip the illusion, you did it well

I’ll put you through hell, I’ll put you through hell

I’ll put you through hell, I’ll put you through hell