Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRAT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blair Thompson
Composer
Jacob Tully
Composer
Justin Hobbs
Composer
Lyrics
The nightlife acts like life support
IV drips what's mine is yours
Cheap synthetics
Your life's pathetic
You live it
You love it
You never get enough of it
Everybody wants a fuckin' piece of me
Circlin' my ciggies and sinkin' my pints for free
Yeah, everybody wants a fuckin' piece of me
A slight of hands just to knock em' right off their feet
Did the lights just flicker?
Is it dimmer in my mind?
Knocking at the door but I take my time
Bathroom lines for bathroom lines
Knocking at the door and the room starts spinning
The vultures, they see me, they see me sniffin'
I'm fucked
You're fucked
Get fucked
The nightlife acts like life support
IV drips what's mine is yours
Cheap synthetics
Your life's pathetic
You live it
You love it
You never get enough of it
Everybody wants a fuckin' piece of me
Fucked on blow and your boyfriend's hitting on me
Yeah, everybody wants a fuckin' piece of me
BRAT traps out at Ric's bar, you wont get far
Seccies on your ass and the beat drops hard
In an Empty Club
(Fucking dogface fuckin' fuck)
Oh, you've only got one its a lonely heart
And you only look for love in the dark
Like a moth to a flame with nothing to gain
I said 'Welcome to my empty club'
Eyes on the prize, you're dying inside
And it's killing me to kill you too
Eyes on the prize, you're dying inside
And its killing me to kill you too
(It's killing me to kill you too)
Yeah, everybody wants a fuckin' piece of me
Circlin' my ciggies and sinkin' my pints for free
Yeah, everybody wants a fuckin' piece of me
BRAT traps out at Ric's bar, you wont get far
Seccies on your ass but the beat drops hard
In an Empty Club
Writer(s): Blair Thompson, Jacob Tully, Justin Hobbs
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