Can't proceed, not for me
Can't be calling you
Fantasy and fame, yet the things we choose
Show me hate, show me love
Make me bulletproof
Yeah, we call this * no more
Run away, out of sight
Don't know what I want
Wish I had a man, he'd just turn me up
Kerosene, dopamine, what I gotta do
Yeah, we call this * no more
I've hit the head and you're chasing through
You call me red,
you call me blue
Two sides of a coin and they both ain't true
It's different for me, it's different for you
Got me feeling things are unusual
And I let them all
Can't proceed, not for me Can't be calling you
Fantasy and fame, yet the things we choose
Show me hate, show me love Make me bulletproof
Yeah, we call this * no more
Run away, out of sight Don't know what I want
Wish I had a man, he'd just turn me up
Kerosene, dopamine, what I gotta do
I'm post-fill You used to think that
I was built with a hard metal still
Now I understand the truth,
some pain don't heal If everything's just happy,
that ain't real
I've heard everything,
I like a thousand times No more,
I ain't special,
they are just some lies
One deep sigh,
then it slips away,
slips away When I try to keep,
never want to stay
Run away,
pushing me,
pulling me Said you wanted all of me,
but what is even all of me?
Suddenly,
part of me,
snubbing me Heard the things they call me,
what the hell you want from me?
Got me feeling things are unusual And I let them all
Got me and my feelings,
up on this wall And my knees is
Show me hate,
show me love Make me bulletproof Yeah,
we call this * no more
Run away, out of sight Don't know what I want
Wish I had a man,
he'd just turn me up Kerosene,
dopamine,
what I gotta do
Yeah, we call this * no more
No we no we no we call this * no more