Lights Out!

(альбом: Ain't It Tragic - 2021)

Fuck
You
Hey!

I'm not here for the glitz and glamor
Yeah yeah
I mean it now, mean it now more than ever
And you know
It wouldn't hurt, wouldn't hurt to really love yourself
(Haven't you heard there's no easy way out)
Yeah yeah yeah
Fuck it all cause it doesn't even matter
So come a little closer now
Ugh!

Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold
Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold

I know it's dumb what I think but I said it
(Anyway it's a close call, borderline schizophrenia)
Yeah yeah yeah
And I talk too much when I'm nervous
(Stop talking a mile a minute and calm down already)
So maybe try a little harder
When you want something bad enough
You gotta lose your sense of entitlement
And do yourself a favor now
Hey!

Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold
Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold
Lights out, lights out
(C'mon c'mon)
Burn 'em out, burn 'em out
(Huh huh)
Lights out, lights out
(C'mon c'mon)
Burn 'em out, burn 'em out

Oh!
Don't waste your side eye bitch
I ain't ashamed at all
Everyone's plastic in a box full of knives
Waste like styrofoam cups
Like my watered-down whiskey
I just want to be invited
LA's a little blurry
I found the comfort in feeling lonely
The drama, the drama, the drama
In your childhood trauma
The trauma, the trauma, just let it out
Woo!

Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold
Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold
Ooh
Lights out sugar
Ooh
Shine like gold
Lights out sugar
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon!
Lights out, lights out
Burn 'em out, burn 'em out
Lights out, lights out
What do you want me to say now?