SHE LOVES HER TASTE
Baby I'm back on my bullshit again
Oh you love romanticising my downfall
& I've fallen so many times that I can't count
All them fucking days that I've not been sober at all
Have you even seen where I've been for them past 2 weeks
So to speak I'm on a streak & so to speak
I probably hit my peak
You're my sweet escape
You're my getaway
You make my pain
Go away
You're my sweet escape
You're my getaway
No complaining, hesitating
Explaining, just escaping
She's online at a certain time when
Xan's & coke are used for fun yeah
Maybe she stays up all night &
Trades a few pics with some boys for fun yeah
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
She hates the tastes yeah
Of things she takes in excess oh
She's got issues to confess
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
That's why she loves her taste
Not much the aftertaste
She fights with shit she's faced
Her demons haunt her
Always broke oh she's so broken
I think it's all the things she does for fun
That make her regret it all
That make her end up all alone
She spends 3 hours getting ready for a night out
Yet she still can't look at her own reflection
She's online trying to set the world right
All she needs is some kind of affection
She's online at a certain time when
Xan's & coke are used for fun yeah
Maybe she stays up all night &
Trades a few pics with some boys for fun yeah
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
She hates the tastes yeah
Of things she takes in excess oh
She's got issues to confess
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
That's why she loves her taste
Not much the aftertaste
She fights with shit she's faced
Her demons haunt her
That's why she loves her taste but not much
The aftertaste
That's why she loves her taste but not much
The aftertaste
She spends 3 hours getting ready for a night out
Yet she still can't look at her own reflection
She's online trying to set the world right
All she needs is some kind of affection
Oh you love romanticising my downfall
& I've fallen so many times that I can't count
All them fucking days that I've not been sober at all
Have you even seen where I've been for them past 2 weeks
So to speak I'm on a streak & so to speak
I probably hit my peak
You're my sweet escape
You're my getaway
You make my pain
Go away
You're my sweet escape
You're my getaway
No complaining, hesitating
Explaining, just escaping
She's online at a certain time when
Xan's & coke are used for fun yeah
Maybe she stays up all night &
Trades a few pics with some boys for fun yeah
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
She hates the tastes yeah
Of things she takes in excess oh
She's got issues to confess
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
That's why she loves her taste
Not much the aftertaste
She fights with shit she's faced
Her demons haunt her
Always broke oh she's so broken
I think it's all the things she does for fun
That make her regret it all
That make her end up all alone
She spends 3 hours getting ready for a night out
Yet she still can't look at her own reflection
She's online trying to set the world right
All she needs is some kind of affection
She's online at a certain time when
Xan's & coke are used for fun yeah
Maybe she stays up all night &
Trades a few pics with some boys for fun yeah
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
She hates the tastes yeah
Of things she takes in excess oh
She's got issues to confess
I think she's in distress
Lately she's been a mess
She can't cope with her stress
Her life's a fucking mess
That's why she loves her taste
Not much the aftertaste
She fights with shit she's faced
Her demons haunt her
That's why she loves her taste but not much
The aftertaste
That's why she loves her taste but not much
The aftertaste
She spends 3 hours getting ready for a night out
Yet she still can't look at her own reflection
She's online trying to set the world right
All she needs is some kind of affection
Credits
Writer(s): Jakub Ubych
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