Radio Killed The Video Star (feat. Tanner Carlson)
Bambi
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A long drive Twelve on it could be four nights You were staying in the bed to the right Sneaking over for the late night show Green eyes Staying on as the only light Like a jack white stripe just right On the radio, you're a movie or a video On the radio, in the videos Tryna play me on the low, you think I didn't know All those DMs in your phone, that shit typical Steady leaving me alone feeling miserable She get wild at the party, let her titties show She get wild on Bacardi, yea that kitty know Broke me down into parts going clinical Now I drown from my heart bleeding chemicals We rode down strips, in a white coupe whip We stroll through Phipps, and I buy you fits I let you in, baby why you trip I let you sin, baby why you did Crush me down into little pieces Drugs and alc just to kill my demons Numb you out, I don't feel a thing yeah Cocaine smile, just to hide the pain that That you caused, cannot seem to cope Love without, cannot hold you close F*ck around maybe overdose Die alone with no soul or hope By the phone waiting on ya call And you driving home to somebody new What's the point of me loving you When you detached and uncomfortable My friends they said there's no trusting you And they speaking facts, and I know the truth Bro keep a strap and he'll bust a few In any scheming man that been fucking you Stress give me anxiety, percocets say hi to me Need them shits to find the peace, demons want me lying deep Codeine make me fall asleep, molly in my body make it hard to think Baby girl your body keep on haunting me, lil' zombie and you want my heart to eat A long drive Twelve on it could be four nights You were staying in the bed to the right Sneaking over for the late night show Green eyes Staying on as the only light Like a jack white stripe just right On the radio, you're a movie or a video On the radio, in the videos Tryna play me on the low, you think I didn't know All those DMs in your phone, that shit typical Steady leaving me alone feeling miserable She get wild at the party, let her titties show She get wild on Bacardi, yea that kitty know Broke me down into parts going clinical Now I drown from my heart bleeding chemicals Stress give me anxiety, percocets say hi to me Need them shits to find the peace, demons want me lying deep Codeine make me fall asleep, molly in my body make it hard to think Baby girl your body keep on haunting me, lil' zombie and you want my heart to eat
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Written by: Steele Siegel, Tanner Carlson
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