Zombie
Yeah, I don't know what you want
Gotta meet your gaze, keep it locked
Gonna eat your brains while you watch me
I won't let you stop me
I'm just like a zombie for your love
Yeah, I don't know what you want
I should leave your place before I rot
Can't help but compete for praise and it's toxic
Don't think I can stop it
Try writing a pop hit without luck
(Yeah, I don't know what you want)
Wake up, feel nauseous
Can't worry 'bout the state of my conscience
I'll put it off, makeup, look flawless
It's starting to get harder to breathe
They're looking at me and breaking me down
There's no one around
I pushed them away 'cause it was easier then
But it's not easier now
Got friends in the ground
So what the fuck's one cog to machines?
They're so hard to please, I'm shutting me down
Yeah, I don't know what you want (what you want)
Gotta meet your gaze, keep it locked (keep it locked)
Gonna eat your brains while you watch me
I won't let you stop me
I'm just like a zombie for your love
Yeah, I don't know what you want (you want)
I should leave your place before I rot
Can't help but compete for praise and it's toxic
Don't think I can stop it
Try writing a pop hit without luck
(Yeah, I don't know what you want)
(Wait) I was giving you all I thought you'd need
Then the money showed up to cloud my feed
Knew exactly who I was meant to be
But when they thought I was dreamin'
They left me to bleed my heart out
Greed ain't start out, the way it does on TV
They fuckin' left me to bleed my heart out
Feed my fall out with everyone tied to me
I'm supposed to grow and adjust (I wanna die)
But I've been dreaming up machines that I could use as a front
And I can hardly fucking breathe with all this weed in my lungs
What I thought you needed was perceived as being something I'm not
So go on tell all your friends that I don't know what you want
Gotta meet your gaze, keep it locked
Gonna eat your brains while you watch me
I won't let you stop me
I'm just like a zombie for your love
Yeah, I don't know what you want (what you want)
I should leave your place before I rot (before I rot)
Can't help but compete for praise and it's toxic
Don't think I can stop it
Try writing a pop hit without luck
Yeah, I don't know what you want
Gotta meet your gaze, keep it locked
Gonna eat your brains while you watch me
I won't let you stop me
I'm just like a zombie for your love
Yeah, I don't know what you want
I should leave your place before I rot
Can't help but compete for praise and it's toxic
Don't think I can stop it
Try writing a pop hit without luck
(Yeah, I don't know what you want)
Wake up, feel nauseous
Can't worry 'bout the state of my conscience
I'll put it off, makeup, look flawless
It's starting to get harder to breathe
They're looking at me and breaking me down
There's no one around
I pushed them away 'cause it was easier then
But it's not easier now
Got friends in the ground
So what the fuck's one cog to machines?
They're so hard to please, I'm shutting me down
Yeah, I don't know what you want (what you want)
Gotta meet your gaze, keep it locked (keep it locked)
Gonna eat your brains while you watch me
I won't let you stop me
I'm just like a zombie for your love
Yeah, I don't know what you want (you want)
I should leave your place before I rot
Can't help but compete for praise and it's toxic
Don't think I can stop it
Try writing a pop hit without luck
(Yeah, I don't know what you want)
(Wait) I was giving you all I thought you'd need
Then the money showed up to cloud my feed
Knew exactly who I was meant to be
But when they thought I was dreamin'
They left me to bleed my heart out
Greed ain't start out, the way it does on TV
They fuckin' left me to bleed my heart out
Feed my fall out with everyone tied to me
I'm supposed to grow and adjust (I wanna die)
But I've been dreaming up machines that I could use as a front
And I can hardly fucking breathe with all this weed in my lungs
What I thought you needed was perceived as being something I'm not
So go on tell all your friends that I don't know what you want
Gotta meet your gaze, keep it locked
Gonna eat your brains while you watch me
I won't let you stop me
I'm just like a zombie for your love
Yeah, I don't know what you want (what you want)
I should leave your place before I rot (before I rot)
Can't help but compete for praise and it's toxic
Don't think I can stop it
Try writing a pop hit without luck
Yeah, I don't know what you want
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Writer(s): Braden Ross
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