I wanna dress up like a slut!

[Chorus: Vyzer]
What's your problem bitch?
I dress like a whore
Drop on to the floor
No father figure
I might pull the fucking trigger
And I really, really, really wanna dress up like a slut
But I really, really, really wanna stab you in the guts
Guess I'm bipolar fuck her through the night
Show her that I wanna fight
Show him that I wanna use him like a kite
Guess I might put a hole in to the side of your head
Suicide bloody nails it is oh so lovely red

[Post-Chorus: Vyzer]
Call me a whore
I keep wanting more
Shut the-shut the door
Don't you dare call me addicted, therе's just bottles on the floor
And I know it seems a lie, but I feel bеtter than before
At least that is what I think, I don't know it anymore

[Verse: Vyzer]
I don't wanna go back back to the times where we held back
So many fucking mistakes I wanna take back
No thought process, where the fuck is my brain at
Call me 'fessor Frink 'cause these sounds are weird as fuck
I think my feeling's stuck
I think she tryna fuck
I think I'm gonna fill myself with drugs

[Bridge: Vyzer]
Pop a pill and add some spice
Pop a xanny do it twice
Stab a needle ain't precise
I ain't takin' no advice

[Verse: ?]
And I wish you know what it takes
To tolerate these fucking fakes
They will label you snake
I wanna stomp your fucking face

[Verse: k1lltr4sh]
I love that white dress of yours
Can't wait to turn it red
Baby don’t leave me behind
Or you might just end up dead—
I know you hate scrolling through your feed
You can’t sleep without me
I get fucked up then I leave
It’s a daily routine

[Pre-Chorus: k1lltr4sh]
Mix my alc with some coke
I’m getting crossed
Designer drugs with my friends
I’m too busy having fun
Wait no more
My legs aren’t working I need to find the door
Shawty please pass me some water before I pass out on the fucking floor

[Chorus: Vyzer]
What's your problem bitch?
I dress like whore
Drop on to the floor
No father figure
I might pull the fucking trigger
And I really, really, really wanna dress up like a slut
But I really, really, really wanna stab you in the guts
Guess I'm bipolar fuck her through the night
Show her that I wanna fight
Show him that I wanna use him like a kite
Guess I might put a hole in to the side of your head
Suicide bloody nails it is oh so lovely red