Missy Elliott - Dark Side lyrics
[Missy Elliott - Dark Side lyrics]
Coulda walked away
But I can't resist a flame moth to your wake
Singed and smoking for your brain
It'll be okay we're all zombies in the fray
On the borderline
Between the toxic and the dying
You prey on the weak not for them
I know the game but I'm still falling
Something seems wrong i'm weak minded
Blinded by the circus freaks
Give 'em candy, bread and watch them weep
That bitch is gasoline Goth Bop Psycho
Tell me that you won't go
Over to the dark side
Toxic fumes in an eye roll
Feeling up a Nyquil
Got your little pyro hеart
Pour it up, pour it up garbage gotta burn
Gasoline and furnace, burn it
Pour it up, pour it up garbagе gotta burn
Burn it all down
Don't be afraid
I'll be your nightmare when you wake
Mist in the rain
There's dew drops on your grave
On the borderline
Between what's twisted by your mind
And the many things
That grip ya in the night
I guess we're Gasoline Goth Pop Pyscho
Weak, weak minded
That bitch is gasoline Goth Bop Psycho
Tell me that you won't go
Over to the dark side
Toxic fumes in an eye roll
Feeling up a Nyquil
Got your little pyro heart
Pour it up, pour it up garbage gotta burn
Gasoline and furnace, burn it
Pour it up, pour it up garbage gotta burn
Burn it all down
Don't say anything i know how you feel
Long lost rabbit holes
Can't resist a bad girl
Only one, only one moment
Over that, over that sad girl
I'll be there in a moment
See you on the dark side
But I can't resist a flame moth to your wake
Singed and smoking for your brain
It'll be okay we're all zombies in the fray
On the borderline
Between the toxic and the dying
You prey on the weak not for them
I know the game but I'm still falling
Something seems wrong i'm weak minded
Blinded by the circus freaks
Give 'em candy, bread and watch them weep
That bitch is gasoline Goth Bop Psycho
Tell me that you won't go
Over to the dark side
Toxic fumes in an eye roll
Feeling up a Nyquil
Got your little pyro hеart
Pour it up, pour it up garbage gotta burn
Gasoline and furnace, burn it
Pour it up, pour it up garbagе gotta burn
Burn it all down
Don't be afraid
I'll be your nightmare when you wake
Mist in the rain
There's dew drops on your grave
On the borderline
Between what's twisted by your mind
And the many things
That grip ya in the night
I guess we're Gasoline Goth Pop Pyscho
Weak, weak minded
That bitch is gasoline Goth Bop Psycho
Tell me that you won't go
Over to the dark side
Toxic fumes in an eye roll
Feeling up a Nyquil
Got your little pyro heart
Pour it up, pour it up garbage gotta burn
Gasoline and furnace, burn it
Pour it up, pour it up garbage gotta burn
Burn it all down
Don't say anything i know how you feel
Long lost rabbit holes
Can't resist a bad girl
Only one, only one moment
Over that, over that sad girl
I'll be there in a moment
See you on the dark side