Poison Cookie ft. AUDREY NUNA
Would you rather hear a siren sing to ya?
Forget your woes to feel numb
Tell me how much is one worth? Give in to it
Don't look back when you taste the sun
And tell me if you'd rather see a liar
Then look the truth deep in the eye
Just what it be ain't new to me
Despite I still believe in serendipity
There's a shadow
Watching all your steps and your thoughts
In the abyss of one mind it explores
The digital frontier astronaut, yeah
Poison in the cookies, but I'm gonna eat that chip anyway
And you're not looking, find some honey for that big solo brain
Told the mirror, "It's kinda funny how things turned out that way"
Huh? Stalking every minute like we Big Time Rush
Take a private jet, but why you never shut up?
'Bout it, are you 'bout it? Is it likes or love?
Every day I wake up and I pick my fighter
Ticking timer, better make your mind up
Misaligned, yeah, fuck this minimum wage, I need recliner
Forgetting to breathe again, I set reminders
Nice to meet ya, then delete ya
Then impeach you, plus a stack of Cheetos
Swipe up, coming back for refills
We stack up when we skeet on the beat like, huh?
Dopamine hitting like the bass line, huh?
Chrome hearts when I sink the canines, whoa
That's cold, and my whole view déjà vu
Poison in the cookies, but I'm gonna eat that chip anyway (yeah-yeah)
And you're not looking, find some honey for that big solo brain (yeah-yeah)
Told the mirror, "It's kinda funny how things turned out that way" (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Forget your woes to feel numb
Tell me how much is one worth? Give in to it
Don't look back when you taste the sun
And tell me if you'd rather see a liar
Then look the truth deep in the eye
Just what it be ain't new to me
Despite I still believe in serendipity
There's a shadow
Watching all your steps and your thoughts
In the abyss of one mind it explores
The digital frontier astronaut, yeah
Poison in the cookies, but I'm gonna eat that chip anyway
And you're not looking, find some honey for that big solo brain
Told the mirror, "It's kinda funny how things turned out that way"
Huh? Stalking every minute like we Big Time Rush
Take a private jet, but why you never shut up?
'Bout it, are you 'bout it? Is it likes or love?
Every day I wake up and I pick my fighter
Ticking timer, better make your mind up
Misaligned, yeah, fuck this minimum wage, I need recliner
Forgetting to breathe again, I set reminders
Nice to meet ya, then delete ya
Then impeach you, plus a stack of Cheetos
Swipe up, coming back for refills
We stack up when we skeet on the beat like, huh?
Dopamine hitting like the bass line, huh?
Chrome hearts when I sink the canines, whoa
That's cold, and my whole view déjà vu
Poison in the cookies, but I'm gonna eat that chip anyway (yeah-yeah)
And you're not looking, find some honey for that big solo brain (yeah-yeah)
Told the mirror, "It's kinda funny how things turned out that way" (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Audrey Chu, Aiwa Laurel, Joseph Carson, Samuel Robert Knowles, Aaron Paul O'brien
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