I Wanna Get Out of Touch

I wanna get out of touch
I don't ever wanna ask how much again
I wanna wanna get fucked up
I don't wanna take my vitamins

I wanna be a plastic bitch
With brand new tits and a perfect face
I wanna get dumb and rich
I wanna live in outer space

I wanna be one of those Americans I hate
Superficial, plastic, and irate
I wanna be alone, I feel it in my bones
I wanna be one of those Americans I hate

I wanna find a sweet new crush
Just something to match my dress tonight
No need to be in a rush
I'm fashionably late alright

I want diamonds on my neck
The Grammys calling out to me
Give my surgeon a check
That's right I'm all girl baby

I wanna be one of those Americans I hate
Superficial, plastic, and irate
I wanna be alone, I feel it in my bones
I wanna be one of those Americans I hate



Credits
Writer(s): Lilith Gallup
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