Dead on arrival typed out plainly

 

You only like bad news

 

Sleep in your coffin like a baby

 

Beautiful trees outside

 

Sky is a bright blue you see storm clouds

 

Storm clouds

 

You think it's hot to be sad but it's not

 

You're an ex prom queen slipping stones in your Doc's

 

In a circle of people with fun that's illegal

 

You act like a cop you're the sequel that sucks

 

Doors always have their locks

 

Like why even try when we're already f**ked

 

Got your hands on a laptop face in the mud just stop

 

You give me bad vibes bad times

 

Bad nights with you

 

Yeah I get bad energy

 

Sick pleasure from you

 

Rollin' a cigarette

 

When you know that smoking causes cancer

 

Say that it's just depressing

 

When basic girls sing "Tiny Dancer"

 

Sip all your drinks on ice no surprise

 

Your backyard's filled with stray cats

 

And that's sad

 

You think it's cooler to have dark thoughts

 

Never eat ice cream only take white drugs

 

In a circle of people without any reason to love

 

You're a god I've been screaming a lot

 

How is the earth so hot

 

Like why even try when it's already f**ked

 

Got your hands on a laptop face in the mud just stop

 

You give me bad vibes bad times

 

Bad nights with you

 

Yeah I get bad energy

 

Sick pleasure from you

 

You can't drag me down you can't drag me down

 

You can't drag me down you can't drag me down

 

'Cause I feel good

 

Yeah I'm real good

 

Said I feel good

 

D**n I feel good

 

You give me bad vibes bad times

 

Bad nights with you

 

Yeah I get bad energy

 

Sick pleasure from you

 

You give me bad vibes bad times

 

Bad nights with you

 

Yeah I get bad energy

 

Sick pleasure from you