917 Catastrophe
917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
Never told you what you mean to me
917 catastrophe
Woke from a fantasy to a bad dream
Removed the mask and the face was still mean
The lies cut deep
I lived life to the tempo of your heartbeat
Until you turned to beat the life out of me
I was left wandering 'round Chelsea streets
Searching for a stolen identity
You're a 917 catastrophe
You went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
917 catastrophe
New Year's Eve, and I could finally see
The villain in cashmere you tried to hide from me
Then you used my guilt against me
To weave me into your web of naives
I was left wandering 'round Chelsea streets
Searching for a stolen identity
You're a 917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
A 917 catastrophe
Moral of the story
Steal lines and tell lies
To a web of naives
Hollow inside, boost your ego at night
A 212 catastrophe
A 347 catastrophe
A 315 catastrophe
347 catastrophe
917 catastrophe
I've been wandering 'round Chelsea streets
Searching for a stolen identity
You're a 917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
917 catastrophe
You're a 917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
A 917 catastrophe
917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
Never told you what you mean to me
917 catastrophe
Woke from a fantasy to a bad dream
Removed the mask and the face was still mean
The lies cut deep
I lived life to the tempo of your heartbeat
Until you turned to beat the life out of me
I was left wandering 'round Chelsea streets
Searching for a stolen identity
You're a 917 catastrophe
You went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
917 catastrophe
New Year's Eve, and I could finally see
The villain in cashmere you tried to hide from me
Then you used my guilt against me
To weave me into your web of naives
I was left wandering 'round Chelsea streets
Searching for a stolen identity
You're a 917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
A 917 catastrophe
Moral of the story
Steal lines and tell lies
To a web of naives
Hollow inside, boost your ego at night
A 212 catastrophe
A 347 catastrophe
A 315 catastrophe
347 catastrophe
917 catastrophe
I've been wandering 'round Chelsea streets
Searching for a stolen identity
You're a 917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
917 catastrophe
You're a 917 catastrophe
Went to Mexico without me
I never told you what you mean to me
A 917 catastrophe
917 catastrophe
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Writer(s): Sophia Byer
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