Amaarae - Sex, Violence, Suicide lyrics

Ama Serwah Genfi [New York. USA.]

[Amaarae - Sex, Violence, Suicide lyrics]

Ooh, ah yeah ooh, aah ooh

We in the hills tonight
You're in your feels tonight
Shawty's up all swimming in my head
Want a feeling something real tonight
If looks could kill tonight
You would be something like a cancer
Ted Bundy or Wayne Gacy
Nose wide open, eyes dilated oh

I couldn't live life without you
Nothing's right without you
Baby, if you choose to die tonight
I'd be right behind you hell nah
Baby, for heaven's sake when the angels call
I need you wide awake methamphetamine
Melting off your face when the angels call
I need you widе awake

Oh, I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I
I need you wide a need you wide awakе
Oh, I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I
Oh, I need you wide awake

I said the hills have eyes
But, baby, I do too what's wrong with us?
Is that I love you?
I said the hills have eyes shawty, I do too
What's wrong with us? Is that I love you?

Too much, too much, too much, too
Much, too much, too much, too much
For my own good
Too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
Baby, you're no good
Too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much for my own good
Too much, too much, too much, too much
Too much baby, you're no good

I bet that you hate me now
I changed my life and then
I changed the sound
Ruin your day and then I take a bow
Come give me kisses, come make mommy proud
Huh, huh, huh, huh

My makeup, a mess it's blood, it's sweat
I wipe it on my shirt then pop it like a med
Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you
Just fucking tell me, "Yes"
Tell me I'm the one tell me I'm the best

I do what I want, want so I can get my way
I'm running around and breaking shit if
I can't get my way
I'm really never taking shit if
I don't get my way if I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way

I'm crying in a puddle
You give me something and I'm
Thanking you for nothing
Just tell me, "Fuck you
" there's no need to make it subtle
Huh, huh please, don't pop my pretty bubble
Not the bubble

My makeup, a mess it's blood, it's sweat
I wipe it on my shirt then pop it like a med
Don't care 'bout what I'm asking you
Just fucking tell me, "Yes"
Tell me I'm the one tell me I'm the best

I do what I want, want so I can get my way
I'm running around and breaking shit if
I can't get my way
I'm really never taking shit if
I don't get my way if I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way

If I can't get my way if I can't get my way
If I can't get my way
Then you can't get your way my way (My way)
My way (My way) my way (My way)
My way (My way) my way (My way)
My way (My way) my way (My way) my way

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