Bum me a cigarette, feed my addiction 'Cause that's what friends are for, right? I'm coming down off a homemade prescription 'Cause that's what friends are for, right? Little disorder in my sleeping quarters Yeah, that sounds like a good time Bite 'til my lip bleeds, whenever you kiss me 'Cause that's the shit that I like
Screening my phone calls, like I give a shit Leather jacket, hair bleached like a cool kid If you wanted something real, this is as real as it gets Already hooked you in before the hook began
And they say I'm too personal It's good, but it will never sell That's quite the observation, well You can take it as it is or not But this is why I'm fucking hot
Friday night meltdowns, but buzz cuts are in now And baby, you're still so fine Back to the topic, the track is still rockin' And I still got the red light Hard to describe it, but I get excited When risky business arrives Too many close calls, but I don't care at all I'll never ever, ever die
Screening my phone calls, like I give a shit Leather jacket, hair bleached like a cool kid If you wanted something real, this is as real as it gets Already hooked you in before the hook began
And they say I'm too personal It's good, but it will never sell That's quite the observation, well You can take it as it is or not But this is why I'm fucking hot (They say that I'm screwed)
This is why I'm fucking hot (They don't think I'm cool) And I'll never die (I've got news for you) I'll never die, never die Never die, never die I'll never die, never die
Compositores: Kailee Nicole Moore (Kailee Morgue), Cameron Hale ECAD: Obra #38736099