Songtext von Dear Society

Sleepless nights and cigarettes My daily dose of internet And all the things I shoulda quit But never did, oh Evil voices in my head I woke up in a strangers bed I lost my phone in Amsterdam It's 5 AM 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 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're 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 Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health Diets that I shouldn't try Feels like social suicide And honestly, it's cyanide I'm bound to die Been twenty-one since 17 Thanks to 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 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're 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 Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health Dear society You've pushed me to the edge, so here's some clarity The truth is you're the one who’s always there for me With my daily dose of internet And all the things that I should quit, but can't Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah 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're 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 Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health