COTTONCANDY1 lyrics

[Intro: Emma Roberts]
(An official g0r3c0r3 exclusive)
"Ugh, I hate having to play the angel"
I know The devil is so much better

[Verse 1: Punkinloveee]
Go
2017, look what they did to me
There's blood on my LV, that b*tch is dead and buried
Truey jeans and scary dreams
b*tch, don't even look at me
S-M-D and RIP
I won't ever fall asleep
I heard there's a f*cking horror show
I bought two tickets, you and all your friends should go
I'm so dirty, glamorous, smashing all my cameras
Next-next I'm on a dirt road and all the curtains close
Baby, you're a pretty angel, every day is painful
I just made a f*cking mess, please give my soul a rest
Crying on my cigarettes, [?]
Sweet sixteen, we live a dream, come to bed, let's get undressed

[Verse 2: g0r3c0r3]
I just wanna count all this bread, I'm a miracle
Feel like sh*t every day, I don't wanna
P-play your games, I wanna a good day
Slit your wrists if you tired of this pain
One, two, three, my life is [?]
I don't know your name but you know me
I don't know [?]
All these lies you're telling me
Hurt my heart-heart every single damn day
Always playin' all the games, I don't wanna play these games
Call me chuck, now let me f*ck your face
Truey jeans on me [?]