Here we go, welcome to my funeral Without you I don't even have a pulse All alone it's dark and cold With every move I die Here I go, this is my confessional
There ain't no scene in the V.I.P for me No, it ain't no scene for me No, it ain't no scene for me No He's paying for your vodka, you're using what you
I always knew you were a bad boy I used to think that it was cool You took me down just like a Rob Roy But now I'm coming next to you Run,Devil,Run Run
(Boots, boys) I think it's time that I mention I've got myself an obsession For the smell, for the touch I know I got myself a habit But I've got to have
oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh I'm sipping gossip Holiday Glitz Young Guns and Hollywood It's such a trip Yea you inspire me My curiosity I'm feeling tipsy
Dont be afraid!? robots found watsy ? la la la la ? come take me higher ?take all the things that i know for sure come take them to slaughter?listen to
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Caught up, I'm drowning In this crowded sound I've fallen
I did it. i did it, but i'm sorry. well, i'm really not that sorry. why are you staring at me like that? stop lookin at me like that! okay, i did it.
It's so pathetic, don't know what to do Cause now you got me cornered in the room Picture moment and now I'm screwed Hey, don't tell me I'm beautiful
This may be problematic but I can't be diplomatic And I am thinking you won't bite at all Up to now I've held my tongue, but in my heart I know I can'
I like you Don't want to Marry you I really wanna Really wanna Do you A favor And let you know That I really Really really really Like you Don't want
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah Comin out your mouth with your blah blah blah Zip your lips like a padlock And meet me in the back with a jack and
Blowwww Blooowwww [B.o.B:] Just while then Shades on my face Eyes on my kicks Lights on my face Speakers gon' blow Speakers got bass Bottles on ice Haters
) They're always scratching on their toys (Toys, toys, toys) Let me tell you something about boys About boys, about boys, about boys Yes, you in the front row, Kesha
I don't need you or your brand new Benz Or your bougie friends. I don't need love, looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds (Get Sleazy, Get Sleazy
I feel like I've been watching The stars as They collide The past It haunts me Yeah It kills me Every single time And now My mind Is racing My heart Pounds
Action Chain reaction-action Chain reaction I feel like I?m hallucinating Yeah you?re tripping me out I can?t control, it?s you I?m craving I can just
Don't be afraid! Robots found watsy La la la la Come take me higher Take all the things That I know for sure Come take them to slaughter Let's take