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Lyrics

[Intro: Man, Daria Morgendorffer, & Jane Lane] Bing bing bang (Yuh) This song is fucking garbage Quit music forever Bing bing bang and a boong And a bongada and a ting Leroy, that was fucking terrible Wit' a ting tang (Yuh) [Pre-Chorus 1: ericdoa] You look like you need someone You think I'm falling for you, so what? Just another pretty girl who wanna travel the world Don't want no diamonds and pearls (D-D-Diamonds and pearls) Yeah, I tried to make it work, but it takes a turn for the worst Yeah, I can feel you crawlin' 'round in my head I go back, I won't ever learn Touch the fire, then you get burned Always get wrapped up in the things that you said Yeah, it go [Instrumental Bridge] [Post-Chorus 1: Dylan Brady] I was tryin' to find a way to kill time I didn't even get to tell you goodbye I was tryin' to find a way to kill time Now you're gone and I can't ever say goodbye [Pre-Chorus 1: Dylan Brady] This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go another day This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go, go, go, go [Chorus: Laura Les, Dylan Brady & Dave Williams] We were in the studio, I was just playin' You were all work and I was all play and You were talkin' business, aiming with your weapon I was on your hit list, I felt the compression Floor I'll never go, I'll haunt your studio You won't think of words when you write it up You'll just hear me singing this song You'll think that's okay, you'll just sing along You just copy everything we do If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too You just copy everything we do If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go, go, go, go [Post-Chorus 2: ericdoa] You can't ever hurt me Boy, you don't deserve me Turn around and do you dirty No, I can't show you mercy No, you can't hang with your friends You stuck with me 'til the end I fucking hate all you men Is it so hard to pretend? [Outro: Jane Lane] Fucking garba—, ba—, ba—, b—, b—, b—, b—, b—