Waiting For My Car

I'm waiting for my car to drive itself
Waiting for my car cos I need help
Waiting for my car to drive itself
Yeah it's coming for me baby coming straight from hell

Waiting for my car and I blame myself
And yeah I packed all of my things from the hotel
I'm waiting for my car to drive itself
And yeah I'm a get there baby with a little help

Imma get my way gonna get my way there
Imma get my way gonna get my way there

Big bad man in a big bad world
Gonna get to heaven get myself a girl
Ah I'm a supermodel baby can't you tell
Yeah it's coming for me now coming straight from hell
And there's just on thing about myself
Just one thing about my mental health

We can be the magazine and we can be the girls
Imma get my way gonna get my way there

It's an automatic baby can't you tell yea
It's an automatic with the black seat belts
I'm a supermodel baby can't you tell
Yeah I'm coming for you now coming straight from hell
And there was just on thing about myself
Just one thing about my mental health

Bells bells bells gonna get my thrills
Gonna get them right there in the centre
Bells bells bells get my kills
Gonna tie them in the back yeah the middle

It's an automatic baby can't you tell
Yeah it's an automatic with the black seat belts
It's an automatic baby can't you tell
Yeah it's coming from me now, coming straight from hell



Credits
Writer(s): Katherine Herrington
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