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Sex, Violence, Suicide

 

Sex, Violence, Suicide

(album: Fountain Baby - 2023)


We in the hills tonight
You're in your feels tonight
Shawty's up all swimming in my head
Want a feeling something real tonight
If looks could kill tonight
You would be something like a cancer
Ted Bundy or Wayne Gacy
Nose wide open, eyes dilated
Oh

I couldn't live life without you, nothing's right without you
Baby, if you choose to die tonight, I'd be right behind you
Hell nah
Baby, for heaven's sake
When the angels call
I need you wide awake

Methamphetamine
Melting off your face
When the angels call
I need you wide awake

Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I
Oh I, oh I, oh I
I need you wide a
Need you wide awake
Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Oh, I need you wide awake

I said the hills have eyes
But, baby, I do too
What's wrong with us
Is that I love you
I said the hills have eyes
Shawty, I do too
What's wrong with us
Is that I love you

Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
For my own good
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
Baby, you're no good

Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
For my own good
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
Baby, you're no good

I bet that you hate me now
I changed my life and then I changed the sound
Ruin your day and then I take a bow
Come give me kisses, come make mommy proud
Huh, huh, huh, huh

My makeup, a mess
It's blood, it's sweat
I wipe it on my shirt
Then pop it like a med
Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you
Just fucking tell me, "Yes"
Tell me I'm the one
Tell me I'm the best

I do what I want, want so I can get my way
I'm running around and breaking shit if I can't get my way
I'm really never taking shit if I don't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way

I'm crying in a puddle
You give me something and I'm thanking you for nothing
Just tell me, "Fuck you," there's no need to make it subtle
Huh, huh please don't pop my pretty bubble
Not the bubble

My makeup, a mess
It's blood, it's sweat
I wipe it on my shirt
Then pop it like a med
Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you
Just fucking tell me, "Yes"
Tell me I'm the one
Tell me I'm the best

I do what I want, want so I can get my way
I'm running around and breaking shit if I can't get my way
I'm really never taking shit if I don't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way

If I can't get my way
If I can't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way

My way (My way)
My way (My way)
My way (My way)
My way (My way)
My way (My way)
My way (My way)
My way (My way)
My way

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