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deadbeat [explicit]
03:22
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You can never know just what I'm thinking
I keep my heart to myself, when I'm out on the line
And trust me I been overthinking
Don't press me when I lie, when I say that I am fine
But every night I am a victim to my lacking inhibitions
Do whatever feels right, i-if it feels right
And every night I make the same mistakes, insane in definition
Do whatever feels right
I'm like a deadbeat
Never do anything
Drunk ass, dancing up a blue streak
Pissing on a side street
Deadbeat
Fucking in a back seat
Nomad, never where I should be
Never doing anything
Dead... beat
Dead... beat
You can never hear me when I'm crying
I keep my soul tucked away, when I'm out on the town
And oh the time, it keeps on flying
I got a list of things to do, but I been laying around
And I know that it's empty
(and I know, and I know, and I know, and I know)
And I know that I'm a zombie
That I'm a deadbeat...
But it never feels right!
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2. |
body heat
02:41
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It's dark and it's lonely
In the croud no one knows me
Touch and go slowly
Feeling all the commotion
Every groove, every notion
Lose myself in the ocean
Ooh, I can't sleep
Got so used to you and your body heat
Ooh, What a treat
Didn't know that you'd be my perfect sweet
But I'm blackout, tryna act out
In the nothing
Find out what I'm about
Feel something
Ooh, I can't sleep
Got so used to you and your body heat
And I search for some comfort
But my time ends up numbered
Never right when it's others
Feeling every emotion
Know I'll never be broken
But I'm close, yeah I'm holding
On
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At the front of the line
Heart’s weighing me down tonight;
Hands stamped at the door
All I see are the nights we had before
They toast their drinks, see me in the corner
“Aren’t you having fun?!”
I could lie to myself and them,
Or never relive this shit again:
Why does every damn night have to be the same?
Get drunk in a little dark room!
Would that honestly be your answer
If I asked you what, out of anything, you wanted to do...
Could someone knock down a wall
So we can run free?
I’ll pay double the cover to hover
In a Jacuzzi
Cuz I’m tired of the same blue lights
For the price of these drinks, I need to see moonlight!
Could someone knock down a wall?
I can’t breathe in this club...
How’d we all end up here
How’d we swallow this shitty deal?
Unconditionally
At a place where it takes ten years to pee?
They toast their drinks, then call the Uber
“Where should we go next?”
It don’t have to be like this
Tell them not a simple bitch!
Why does every damn night have to be this way?
My friends yelling in my ear,
I want a club where you can do a ton of drugs
And just... lay... down...
And before you say anything, that’s not just a fucking
bedroom, bitch. I want that shit to be COMMUNAL, ok? Where’s the club with aaaany fucking
soft edges? I am a bitch who needs COMFORT. I no longer need to lean against a hard fucking
railing and gyrate while a Finance Bro shows me his Instagram of Bespoke Watches...
I want to do a shot of Jack and run the 50 yard dash
With a dope queen I’ve never met
I wanna dance my ass off, with 50 dogs
Now how much is the cover for that?
Are you really... having... fun?
Could someone knock down a wall
Inside my heart?
I’ll pay double the cover to love
all my complex parts
Cuz I’m tired of the same “new beats”
For the price of these drinks, I need to renew me
Could someone knock down a wall?
‘Cuz I can’t breathe in this club
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i been in the club with my girls tonight
looking for a man to set my sights
kiss a lot of frogs for mr right
said kiss a lot of frogs for mr right
if u got a crush, u can call me mandy
u can be my spongebob, i'll be ur sandy
many have tried but few can really land me
can you land me?
i'm like a kid in a candy store,
when you're my daddy you can buy me more (more, more)
i'm so insatiable, too super-fi-ci-al
but if you pay for it, than i'm in for sure
1-800-find me a daddy
need a man to fall in love madly
think me sweet, unwrap me like candy
1-800-i'm sugar baby
haven't been taken care of lately
think me sweet? then step up and date me!
wanna live life shallow and painless
just like miley no one cam tame us
idols like the rich and the famous
i wanna be famous!
need a new bag, and need a new car
rent piling up, and i'm draining my bar
you're my producer, i'll be your star
i got starpower
wrist too bare? drip it in candy
nose too bare? drip it in candy
sheets too bare? let's drip it in candy!
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5. |
dds and drunk food
03:10
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Everyone’s a lil drunk
But I abstained so I could drive
Had a glass of wine at seven
then hydrated cause I’m wise
Now it’s getting close to midnight
And since I command my fate
I know what my future holds
and before it gets too late…
We’re piling in the minivan
I’m driving cause you’re wasted
Bring your cash, you owe me one
Last weekend, yeah, I payed, kid!
It’s nothing too expensive
It’s not too far away
It’s time for Cook Out, baby
Yeah I need my Cook Out Tray!
Pulled Pork, coleslaw, quesadillas, chicken strips
Cajun fries, and hot dogs, ask for honey mustard dips
Wouldn’t eat it every day, but you know what the people say
Corn dog, cheese burger, have your fix, your cookout tray
Everyone has had a NIGHT
And there’s so much to unpack
Was that guy your friend from high school?
He was cute, yeah text him back
Hey we’re pulling in the drive through
Separate orders? Oh that’s right
I’ve been driving you around
so my tray’s on you tonight!
Everyone’s still looking hot
Yeah that romper fits just right
Do you wanna crash at my place?
Bingewatch Netflix like all night
Put that milkshake in the freezer
Let’s pull out the couch downstairs
Do you have work in the morning?
Damn me too but hey, who cares?!
Milkshake, make no mistake, I know it’s not good quality
It’s about the ritual - I-I love you, you love sweet tea!
Coke float, onion rings, BLT and fresh hushpuppies
Snack wrap, chicken sandwich, don't forget our huge sweet teas
Wouldn't eat it every day, but you know what the people say
Cheerwine, chili cheese fries, have your fix, your cookout tray
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6. |
starcrossed [explicit]
03:07
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Tell me what's your game, boy
Get into my lane, boy
Tryna learn everything to know about you
You're driving me insane, boy
Guess we call that brain, boy
Tryna figure out what I should do with you
You get me out my mind
And I know that I'm ruined
Yeah I'll never be fine
I'm out my head
Come into my world boy
Slip into my bed
Fuck a starcrossed romance we could play lovers tonight
Fuck a starcrossed romance we could play lovers tonight
It don't matter what they think boy,
Just tell me that it feels alright
Fuck a starcrossed romance we could play lovers tonight
Breathing in your atmosphere
I spin into your orbit
Everything is crystal clear
I don't want to ignore it
I'm not gonna die for you boy
But baby I'm dying
I'm not gonna die for you boy
But baby I'm dying
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7. |
jeffree star [explicit]
02:21
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no sense of time, could be 3, seems early
know this a crime, i don't care, never worry
lights off, straight ahead
only stopping if i'm dead
pushing 80, pushing 90
it's 100, i'm ahead
never one to quit, i'll admit - jeffree star
best that you can get, yeah i'm it - jeffree star
checking out my fit, when i split - jeffree star
never one to quit, take a hit - jeffree star
whipping through the streets, eyes are pink - jeffree star
revving up the beat, got reciepts - jeffree star
engine feel the heat, one to beat - jeffree star
whipping through the street, shade of pink - jeffree star
full tank of gas, down to E, going burn out
fucking pressed to be, same for me, i'm a burn out
rav4, mazerati
any model make or body
push the limit, push ahead
push away from everybody
drunk drivin, yeah we spinning out a
foreign, never let this shit get
boring
do it one more time
vroom vroom
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8. |
insomniac in blue
03:32
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That boy's a doctor
And he's all bathed in blue
The kind that keeps you all awake
In late night hours
I'm more his proctor
Keep telling what to do
But he keeps diving down the
Chasms he uncovers
Strange to leave your house after eleven pm
I'm no insomniac. I sleep all night,
and hollow out my afternoons with naps just like my mother
Like the others, who aren't blue
Our light is warm and amber-colored. Under covers, we sleep
That boy could fix me
Likes having things to do
Likes having things to work on
Give him my body, he can work on
And if he lets me
I'd soak up all his blue
I'd soak up his dark colors
Give him my body, he can color on it
Dangerous lovers sleep just like the others
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9. |
tomorrow
02:32
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Hit the light, rise and shine
Don't matter watcha did, it's whatcha do now
Wash your skin, clear your mind
Don't matter watcha did, it's in the past now
Party with the boys but, get up with the men tomorrow
Hide inside the noise, you can find your peace tomorrow
Everythings in flames tonight, you can try again tomorrow
Party with the boys all night, get up with the men tomorrow
Go for clothes, grab a bite
Don't matter watcha pick, it's that you try now
Sober up, face the light
Don't matter watcha did, it's in the past now
Don't matter watcha did, it's whatcha do now
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