Songteksten

You break my heart when I always see you comin' around You be up and it always seem to getting me down I'm a flunk, I'm a dead white lighter You have spunk, you a 12-leg spider Cool it with the credit card 25 leotards Tryna clear my head By balancing on ballerina bars, yeah And that's a ballerina bar I'll pack it up and ferment it in a mason jar Carry it around in my brand-new fancy car Buy one of those plane tickets to Mars I'm at the bar and it's a bargain Fought myself in circles 'bout to flip from public to private Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Was in the dark when it came to getting right in the head When hе left, I was weak, I wasn't leaving my bеd Now I'm free, I'm a go-go dancer I'm a freak, I know every answer Rum pum-pum-pum, I'ma set the pace I'ma dunk bread on Italian lace 'Cause I do what I want, I do what I like And you can't call my bluff when I roll the dice And I apologize if I take it too far But I get bored wearing all of these scars I'm not alone but I'm a loner Fought myself in circles 'bout to flip from drinking to sober Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano Volkia Volkiano 'Cause my baby get down when he wanna fight Yeah, my baby get down when he wanna fight Yeah, my baby get down 'cause he wanna fight Yeah, my baby get down Get out of my head, I Get out of my head, I Get out of my bed My head, I get out of my head, I Get out of my bed 'Cause my baby get down when he wanna fight Yeah, my baby get down when he wanna fight Yeah, my baby get down 'cause he wanna fight Yeah, my baby get down Get out of my head, I Get out of my head, I Get out of my bed
Writer(s): Ari Starace, Jared Solomon, Remi Wolf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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