Vulture Culture

Screaming in a microphone Crying of lows she's never known Oh baby gets it easy Says she's got big secrets Oh honey, honey, please Honey, please You're dancing with your demons Kiss kiss of death Baby's on the internet Redefining feminism Posing with her medicine Botox, baby, fill me up Paint me average Saints don't say dirty words But baby's a savage The culture is sick Get me out of it The culture is sick Get me out of it Drinking and I'm all alone The darkest nights I've ever known Oh baby's on the TV Says it ain't so easy Oh, honey, honey, please Honey, please You're seventeen and cheeky Kiss kiss of death Baby's on the edge again Thinking 'bout her reputation Singing about masturbation And I'm so jealous I can't stand it Saints don't sell their souls But they better fucking brand it The culture is sick Get me out of it The culture is sick Get me out of it Oooh, don't look There's nothing there for you to find I feel volatile The world is just a child Telling me to grow up Give up Sell your soul The culture is sick Get me out of it The culture is sick Get me out of it