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Lotta True Crime (Explicit) - Penelope Scott
Lyrics by：Penelope Scott
Composed by：Penelope Scott
So this girl's outside
Behind the bar
She's a good girl
She called a car
Y'got three mother****ers
In a big white van
Two dumb friends and one mean man
Well she'll ****ing kill you
She wins every fight
She's gonna rock your ****
By the end of the night
And the only advantage
That a killer has
Is they think they have the right
I listen to a lot of true crime
I listen to it at night
I like the girl talk
It makes me feel alright
I like scary stories in the morning
And I like them at night
I like the girl talk vibes
They make me feel just fine
I listen to a lot of true crime
Y'know Dennis Rayder
And David Parker Ray
Actually sit together in hell
Shaking quaking terrified
That someday
Somehow someway
They might meet me
They took our girls
Away from home
They're in the woods
They're all alone
The ropes are heavy
And the knots are tight
Tied by a monster
And his oblivious wife
Well I hope this doesn't
Seem too impolite
But Ted Bundy was just
Never that ****ing bright
He was just sorta
Charismatic and white alright
And he was so ****ing
Sure he had the right
But he's ugly and
I'm glad he's dead
'Cuz there was no ****ing
Candle in his pumpkin head
You're not special
For winning a game
With someone who you know
Was never playing
She could've killed you
She had every right
You just caught
Her off guard tonight
But it's alright
She'll be fine
We listen to a lotta true crime
One of our young turned up
Last night
They found their body
But not their eyes
Somebody new must've
Gone bad
Where's the Lord
To take care of that
Where's the Lord
To take care of that
I listen to a lot of true crime
I listen to it at night
I like the girl talk vibes
They make me feel alright
I like scary stories
In the morning
And I like 'em at night
I like the girl talk vibes
They make me feel just fine
I listen to a lot of true crime
