TEENAGE TRAGEDY
Bitch, i am a loner, high up like a stoner
I like gothic bitches and my girl look like Ramona
Bitch, i got my summer right, you sleepy like a coma
I don't need the chopper, my blade hard just like a boner
Ramona did me DIRTY now I don't want her
Ketamine and XTC in her, but I stay sober
She ain't want my love anymore
She just wants some more drugs
(what do you want? I miss you)
I heard you're going bad
I heard you're really sad
You want your baby back
But everybody left
You want another chance
But i made it over you
You're alone again
But, babygirl, who's to blame
I'm over you
I'm over you
You treat my loving so cruel
I wanna go where the sun don't rise
Somewhere people will never die
Falling from the highest high
A hundred teardrops from the sky
I wanna go where the sun don't rise
Somewhere people will never die
Falling from the highest high
A hundred teardrops from the sky
Somewhere people will never die
A hundred teardrops from the sky
Somewhere people will never die
A hundred teardrops from the sky
OKAY! NOW IM BACK IN THIS BITCH, RIGHT!
OKAY! ASK WADE WHAT'S THE SITCH, RIGHT!
CALL ME BACK!
NOW SHE'S MISSING ALL MY CALLS NOW
CALL ME BACK!
LET'S FIGHT 'TILL WE FALL OUT!
Fallout, Elder Scrolls, i have a Dark Soul
Destroy all monsters you would think i just played 'Dark Hole'
And the abyss keeps on calling out to me
I peer deeper and it pulls me in fully
I heard you're going bad
I heard you're really sad
You want your baby back
But everybody left
You want another chance
But i made it over you
You're alone
You're alone
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
I like gothic bitches and my girl look like Ramona
Bitch, i got my summer right, you sleepy like a coma
I don't need the chopper, my blade hard just like a boner
Ramona did me DIRTY now I don't want her
Ketamine and XTC in her, but I stay sober
She ain't want my love anymore
She just wants some more drugs
(what do you want? I miss you)
I heard you're going bad
I heard you're really sad
You want your baby back
But everybody left
You want another chance
But i made it over you
You're alone again
But, babygirl, who's to blame
I'm over you
I'm over you
You treat my loving so cruel
I wanna go where the sun don't rise
Somewhere people will never die
Falling from the highest high
A hundred teardrops from the sky
I wanna go where the sun don't rise
Somewhere people will never die
Falling from the highest high
A hundred teardrops from the sky
Somewhere people will never die
A hundred teardrops from the sky
Somewhere people will never die
A hundred teardrops from the sky
OKAY! NOW IM BACK IN THIS BITCH, RIGHT!
OKAY! ASK WADE WHAT'S THE SITCH, RIGHT!
CALL ME BACK!
NOW SHE'S MISSING ALL MY CALLS NOW
CALL ME BACK!
LET'S FIGHT 'TILL WE FALL OUT!
Fallout, Elder Scrolls, i have a Dark Soul
Destroy all monsters you would think i just played 'Dark Hole'
And the abyss keeps on calling out to me
I peer deeper and it pulls me in fully
I heard you're going bad
I heard you're really sad
You want your baby back
But everybody left
You want another chance
But i made it over you
You're alone
You're alone
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
(Put your hands up if youre turnt up, if you're wildin')
Credits
Writer(s): Shyheim Newell, Keanan Oviedo, Raymond Williams
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