Baptize Me in Gas [Draft 4] (Patreon)

Aside from the intro, which I reverted to Draft 2, you'll need something with a good bass to hear the difference between this and Draft 3A. Please tell me if it's better or worse.

If you could listen to it on your bassy equipment and compare that to how it sounds on something like your TV or phone, I would very much appreciate if—discounting the [intro]—you could let me know if this version sounds better or worse on different devices.

Mastering is impossible; it can't sound perfect on everything, but I need it to sound good on anything.

_[Intro]She prays in the fire, but she sleeps in the ashHer sins gonn’ bring her sins—redemption just don’t lastMe and War just kicked the doors in, painted halos blackYou traded heart for gold, now you can’t take it back?[Verse 1]Freak shit, baptize me in gas, uhTastes sweet, don’t need a mask, uhShort fuse, love me through the blast, uhAnte mortem with the plates and the steel bootsCame up chokin’ cuz they don’t like truthShould’ve run faster, bitchI’m built for the burn, what’s you, uhWrote your name in pretty letters on my chassis, ain't it cute?Yeah, real fuckin’ sweet, till you start cryin’ ‘bout the loot[Interlude]Oh, you mad? Did I ruin your parade?Don’t play soft with me, girl, saw the mess you fuckin’ madeGaspin’ at my touch like I’m a sin she shouldn’t tasteYou got pretty hands, but they wrapped around my waist[Interlude - Refrain]Oh, you mad!? Did I ruin your parade!?Don’t play soft with me, girl, saw the mess you fuckin’ made!Gaspin’ at my touch like I’m a sin she shouldn’t taste!You got pretty hands, but they wrapped around my waist![Verse 2]Got fodder fuckin’ duckin’ from me, speakin’ in encryptionOn her knees—(hands clasped)—sketchin’ me a new prescriptionSaid my ass tastes like heaven—girl, taste’ll trick ya'Take my mask off, let me bite back, know I’ll fix ya'I’m a killer, and your gods are looking weaker every second—Nah, bitch, you can’t see me, I am too fast (I am evil). Which one of these dead gods fuckin’ lied ‘n’ said I’m peaceful?Look down your fuckin’ nose, me, and I’ll burn your cathedralSweet bitch wanna' boot a monster? Do it.Sweet bitch wanna' test my patience? Do it.She asked if I’m immortal, I said, “uh, what you think, yeah”Run it while the world burns, I take it like I give itNext time she gonn’ bring her sins, I’ll bless ’em too, no limit(Do you think they can run?)They can try.[Chorus]She prays in the fire, but she sleeps in the ashHer sins gon’ bring her sins—redemption just don’t lastMe and War just kicked the doors in, painted halos blackI guess we're doin' fine, 'bout I give that ass a smack.[Outro]Church bells, cracked glass, sex toys in the atticHoly-lookin' girl, but I think she an addictSaints fall faster when they flirt because they manicTake my hand, babe, I could teach you something tragicShe don’t wanna' save me, she just wanna' see me begFunny thing is, I don’t mind the taste of lead.