Abercrombie

I want you forever like trick or treat
I spilled all this blood all over me
I rock two bands in my Hot Topic jeans
I don't even know why they copy me
I just blew a bag on Abercrombie
Shoot me in the brain I'm a zombie
She sent pictures to me, she was topless
Why is everybody on some opp shit
I don't never ever wanna fall in love
I need a dumb bitch and designer drugs
Walk inside the night club, shoot it up
I'm acting like a bimbo, pull me out
This is not the start, this is not a fucking game
If it's up it's up, you're a mother fucking lame
I'm not having fun
All I really feel is pain
I need a new gun
Runny makeup on her face
R.I.P. my hopes and dreams
I fell down like autumn leaves
Why does everybody leave me
Promise you won't leave
Beautiful surgery, I just need my beauty sleep
I just need a hundred racks and plastic surgery