Boys smell blood, crawling out the crypt Now he's calling me a bitch cause I'm not down for getting bit Get a grip All this small talk, die inside a little bit Imma give the slip
Only compliments I really give a shit about If you dig my lyrics or my brows All that other shit too loud Someone tell me what I'm even doing out Rather just be buried in the crowd
I'm the fucking death of the party Soul dippin out from my body Everybody lookin at me like a zombie (yuh) I'm the death of the party (yeah yeah)
I'm the fucking death of the party, party Lookin, lookin at me like a zombie (yeah yeah) I'm the fucking death of the party, party Lookin, lookin at me like a zombie
Imma go kill time in the bathroom Might give the stall a new tattoo My friends think I'm in a bad mood Like introversion so taboo They're tryna hold me for ransom Keep tryna ghost like a phantom Imma suck the air out the room til there's no more words from the randoms
Only compliments I really give a shit about If you dig my lyrics or my brows All that other shit too loud Someone tell me what I'm even doing out Rather just be buried in the crowd
I'm the fucking death of the party Soul dippin out from my body Everybody lookin at me like a zombie (yuh) I'm the death of the party (yeah yeah)
I'm the fucking death of the party, party Lookin, lookin at me like a zombie (yeah yeah) I'm the fucking death of the party, party Lookin, lookin at me, lookin at me like a
I'm the fucking death of the party, party Lookin, lookin at me like a zombie (yeah yeah) I'm the fucking death of the party, party Lookin, lookin at me like a zombie Lookin, lookin at me like a zombie (yeah yeah) Lookin, lookin at me like a zombieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
