Every time I think of you, I feel a little fucked up
Every time I think of you, I feel a little fucked up
I don't think you get it
You made me wicked
I don't want anybody no more
Take me out my body, oh, lord
Take me out my way, shit
Take me far away from this
New car, better get in, new spot, new women
You know God don't listen, I can be your villain
I think I want blood, you should be running
I'm not who you loved, I've become a stranger
Every time I think of you, I feel a little fucked up
Every time I think of you, I feel a little fucked up
I don't think you get it
You made me wicked
I don't like anybody as you, you're looking like something I'd eat
I'm here for the kill, yeah, chasing a feeling
I'm brand-new in a bad way, I'm embracing my bad taste
I'm impatient, I'm blooming like a frag grenade
I think I want blood, you should be running
I'm not who you loved, I've become a stranger
Every time I think of you, I feel a little fucked up
Every time I think of you, I feel a little fucked up
I don't think you get it
You made me wicked
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