Ey ey ey ey ey ey e ye
Gothic hours define the thin line
Between you and I
Obvious, eye-catching
Stretching the insecurities
Trying to be me
Or albino
Times of sunlight
Tan the white
I’m insecure
And still have to hide
I’m a wreck when I check my texts
Does she really want me or just something?
Sometimes I can’t tell
Manipulation cast the spell
Help
We threw too much change down the well
The water starts boiling
I think we’re one step closer to hell
Shit smells
(For real)
Ga ga ga ga bbbbbbbb
Your eyes flutter like a butterfly
I light up like a firefly
Our worlds collide
We live, love, laugh
And then we die
Midnight strikes
But instead of a glass shoe
We get glass pipes
In love, we illuminate
The white sheer glass
Projects my biggest fight
Only Windex makes everything appear right
Have I been hexed?
Is there someone poking a voodoo doll?
What’s next?
(Show yourself)
Is it you or me that needs the rest?
Eight hours is best
You’re so bright like a firefly
You always give me the butterflies
We live, love, laugh
All of that
And then we die
Did I drink too much?
Why don’t we keep in touch?
Are we in love or out of reach?
Because in the beginning, I was a creep
But that wasn’t me
The chase is the dream
Paparazzi is the creep you may think
But really the celebrities would work with me
For you to see
(Surprising)
What’s on the agenda?
Are we just friends?
Or does a roommate become something of a boyfriend?
Girls stay with me
But only you make things mindfully
Why don’t you fucking try me?
’Cause soon I’ll be dying
