Knock Yourself Out XD
I threw my phone into the sea
Simple human being
Wouldn't know how to brush my teeth
without asking my team
Living in the afterglow
of everything you feel
But baby I'm a short-lived joke;
as soulless as I seem
And I'm everything you talk about
Why should you keep letting yourself be let down?
If i'm everything you talk about,
I'm in the mirror, baby, let it all out
Knock yourself out
Don't know my schedule on the fifth
Bitch I'm Taylor Swift
Got a hundred million on my wrist
Physically sick
Crying at the airport
I'm sorry, can I get a pic?
Telling me a sad story
Another reason not to quit
And I'm everything you talk about
Why should you keep letting yourself be let down?
If i'm everything you talk about,
I'm in the mirror, baby, let it all out
Knock yourself out
FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!
I wear a big smile, got a drink in my hand
I got a face tattoo, I'm not a regular man
You gotta
hold on, I'll tell you 'bout it again
I got a brand new feeling in the back of my head
I wear a big smile, got a drink in my hand
I drive a new Bugatti, not a Mercedes Benz
You gotta
hold on, I'll tell you bout it again
I got a brand new feeling in the back of my head
Simple human being
Wouldn't know how to brush my teeth
without asking my team
Living in the afterglow
of everything you feel
But baby I'm a short-lived joke;
as soulless as I seem
And I'm everything you talk about
Why should you keep letting yourself be let down?
If i'm everything you talk about,
I'm in the mirror, baby, let it all out
Knock yourself out
Don't know my schedule on the fifth
Bitch I'm Taylor Swift
Got a hundred million on my wrist
Physically sick
Crying at the airport
I'm sorry, can I get a pic?
Telling me a sad story
Another reason not to quit
And I'm everything you talk about
Why should you keep letting yourself be let down?
If i'm everything you talk about,
I'm in the mirror, baby, let it all out
Knock yourself out
FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!
I wear a big smile, got a drink in my hand
I got a face tattoo, I'm not a regular man
You gotta
hold on, I'll tell you 'bout it again
I got a brand new feeling in the back of my head
I wear a big smile, got a drink in my hand
I drive a new Bugatti, not a Mercedes Benz
You gotta
hold on, I'll tell you bout it again
I got a brand new feeling in the back of my head
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Writer(s): Porter Robinson
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