Vulture Culture

Screaming in a microphone
Crying of lows she's never known
Oh baby gets it easy
Says she's got big secrets
Oh honey, honey, please
Honey, please
You're dancing with your demons
Kiss kiss of death
Baby's on the internet
Redefining feminism
Posing with her medicine
Botox, baby, fill me up
Paint me average
Saints don't say dirty words
But baby's a savage

The culture is sick
Get me out of it
The culture is sick
Get me out of it

Drinking and I'm all alone
The darkest nights I've ever known
Oh baby's on the TV
Says it ain't so easy
Oh, honey, honey, please
Honey, please
You're seventeen and cheeky
Kiss kiss of death
Baby's on the edge again
Thinking 'bout her reputation
Singing about masturbation
And I'm so jealous
I can't stand it
Saints don't sell their souls
But they better fucking brand it

The culture is sick
Get me out of it
The culture is sick
Get me out of it

Oooh, don't look
There's nothing there for you to find
I feel volatile
The world is just a child
Telling me to grow up
Give up
Sell your soul

The culture is sick
Get me out of it
The culture is sick
Get me out of it



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Photos, Krista Botjer
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