My Lonely Soul

All I wanna see is bands Gucci belt hold up the pants
I just came inside with cash n I left with shopping bags
I did it for a image like heidi montag
Emo swag zombies in the back

Lets live it up pull up windows up shes like what's in your cup
Its 2 bands to pour it up its too bad ur out of luck
Hating on me idgaf I'm bout to whip a bentley truck
Or a Cadillac or sum

I'm fucked up like a Disney star I've been programmed
Walking with some dead people we just hold hands
And the devil on my shoulder were about to slow dance
New money & new brains lets have a toast to that

They watch me like mima
I live my life on TV
Everything in picture perfect
But shes a different behind the curtain