Bad Kids…
You’re gonna kill yourself for fashion one of these days
You fill your days with sick distractions and the mundane
But it’s already Monday and we haven’t slept
We could never crash ‘cause we’re already wrecked
I know you like fuckboys and petty theft
So I never left, I guess you’re the best
Papa, I got a new bag yeah
No, we don’t gotta be sad here
We never have to go back there
(You saved my life)
Money won’t bring us the answers
If we keep on taking these chances
Me and the devil been dancing
(Way, way too high)
It was supposed to be magic
This is what happened to bad kids
I hope the ending is tragic
We gon’ be alright, right, right, right, right
We gon’ be alright
We sit and pick apart the patterns on the ceiling
Do you think we’ll go to hell for how we’re feeling
But it’s already Friday, still haven’t slept
We can never crash ‘cause we’re already wrecked
You know I love fuckboys and petty theft
So I never left, I guess you’re the best
Papa, I got a new bag yeah
No, we don’t gotta be sad here
We never have to go back there
You saved my life
Money won’t bring us the answers
If we keep on taking these chances
Me and the devil been dancing
Way, way too high
It was supposed to be magic
This is what happened to bad kids
I hope the ending is tragic
We gon’ be alright, right, right, right, right
We gon’ be alright
How much did you take?
I think I took a little too much
Hard night, then we’ll change
We gon’ be alright, right, right, right, right
We gon’ be alright, right, right, right, right
I’ll stand by your side, side, side, side, side
We gon’ be alright, right, right, right, right
We gon’ be alright, right, right, right, right
We gon’ be alright
(Honestly, I don’t do drugs though)
