Testo di My Lonely Soul

All I wanna see is bands Gucci belt hold up the pants I just came inside with cash n I left with shopping bags I did it for a image like heidi montag Emo swag zombies in the back Lets live it up pull up windows up shes like what's in your cup Its 2 bands to pour it up its too bad ur out of luck Hating on me idgaf I'm bout to whip a bentley truck Or a Cadillac or sum I'm fucked up like a Disney star I've been programmed Walking with some dead people we just hold hands And the devil on my shoulder were about to slow dance New money & new brains lets have a toast to that They watch me like mima I live my life on TV Everything in picture perfect But shes a different behind the curtain