Kredity
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gwennyth Monk
Songwriter
Rax Manpage
Songwriter
Lucas Daprile
Songwriter
Jarrod Atkins
Songwriter
Jordan Atkins
Songwriter
Texty
I wanna fuck! I wanna die
I wanna live a hermetic lifestyle
I wanna do everything at the same fucking time
I want femmes and thems to the front of the line
I want boys that bawl and blemish
Magazine varnish front cover's a prison
But spit sheen finish, what a lovely vision
You snooze, you lose
You wanna stifle my groove, but I've got too much to lose
You make it deadpan
I'm counting down your ending days
I'll cut footloose above your grave
One busy-body's not enough
Get the whole hive humming into overdrive
Grab your gravel salve if you're so tough
Oh yeah baby I like it rough
From lecherous leeches, their serpentine speeches
Fatuous fathers that can't be bothered to tuck you in
But pass off sin with egg on their chin
A swing and a miss
You snooze, you lose
You wanna stifle my groove, but I've got too much to lose
You make it deadpan
I'm counting down your ending days
I'll cut footloose above your grave
Hey hey, what's this I see
I thought this was a party
Let's dance
You wore through your shoes
To prove you can shake and move
Those blue suede faster than the prom queen
Baby, c'mon
Written by: Gwennyth Monk, Jarrod Atkins, Jordan Atkins, Lucas Daprile, Rax Manpage

