I'm so lucky writing stories
On this fucking planet
If I die tomorrow
It's because I fucking planned it
No one tells me nothing
Because I don't understand it
Give a fuck about a critic
'Less his name is fantastic
Phantasms in my room
Red or yellow put it past me
My favorite color blue
Perfect plastic taste like raspberry
And it stains my pearly teeth
So stupid how it means to me
Throw my whole life away
For a little fun, yeah
Are you gonna come, yeah
Why'd he have to run, yeah
Run, run run run yeah
Throw my whole life away
For a little fun, yeah
Are you gonna come, yeah
I'm, running out of funds, yeah
Run, run run run yeah
And girl you got to think about it
Change my name like you change outfits
Know you got them options
Waiting for you that's a promise
But I can't be trusted honest actions
Just ask my accountant
Been in the red so long
Finally running out of oxygen
Quick as I'd came
Is as quick as I can go
If you need someone to blame
Then I'll play your scapegoat
And I know you have morals
Surrounded by your sorrows
But what say you
Will you be around tomorrow
Quick as we came
Is as quick as we can go
Only have so much time
On this earth
Why take it slow
And I know I'm hard to handle
Mysteries and scandals
But what say you
can I set a good example for you
Throw my whole life away
For a little fun, yeah
Are you gonna come, yeah
Why'd he have to run, yeah
Run, run run run yeah
Throw my whole life away
For a little fun, yeah
Are you gonna come, yeah
I'm, running out of funds, yeah
Run, run run run yeah
