Madison Beer - Health (Dear Society Demo) lyrics
Madison Elle Beer [New York, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Madison Beer - Health Dear Society Demo lyrics]
Ah, ah, eh, eh, yeah
Whiskey, pills, and cigarettes
My daily dose of internet
All the things I shoulda quit, but never did
Oh evil voices in my head
Woke up in a stranger's bed
Lost my phone in Amsterdam, it's 5 AM (Oh)
I'm a natural disaster
But even after all that I do
It's you who's gonna be the death of me
And none of this matters
Baby, it's you, it's you
Ah, ah, eh, eh, yeah
Diets that I shouldn't try
It feels like social suicide
And honestly, it's cyanide, I'm born to die
Been 21 since 17
Thank God for all the magazines
Man, sometimes
I just wanna scream and break my screen
I'm a natural disaster
But even after all that I do
It's you who's gonna be the death of me
And none of this matters
Baby, it's you, it's you
Wish I could fake it like everybody else
Check my heart into a hotel
I wish that I could just look after myself
You're bad for my health
You're bad for my health
You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick from the
Tar that's on your lips
Yeah, you bad for my health
You should hurt somebody else
You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick from the
Tar that's on your lips
Baby, you're so bad for my he eh eh eh-ealth
Whiskey, pills, and cigarettes
My daily dose of internet
All the things I shoulda quit, but never did
Oh evil voices in my head
Woke up in a stranger's bed
Lost my phone in Amsterdam, it's 5 AM (Oh)
I'm a natural disaster
But even after all that I do
It's you who's gonna be the death of me
And none of this matters
Baby, it's you, it's you
Ah, ah, eh, eh, yeah
Diets that I shouldn't try
It feels like social suicide
And honestly, it's cyanide, I'm born to die
Been 21 since 17
Thank God for all the magazines
Man, sometimes
I just wanna scream and break my screen
I'm a natural disaster
But even after all that I do
It's you who's gonna be the death of me
And none of this matters
Baby, it's you, it's you
Wish I could fake it like everybody else
Check my heart into a hotel
I wish that I could just look after myself
You're bad for my health
You're bad for my health
You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick from the
Tar that's on your lips
Yeah, you bad for my health
You should hurt somebody else
You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick from the
Tar that's on your lips
Baby, you're so bad for my he eh eh eh-ealth