I bleach my hair
Fake nails and breasts
But keep the light on
And I'm never sad
why be pressed
Anguished or stressed
Just keep the light on
And you're never sad
Designer shoes
Nails and bags
Just keep the light on
And you're never sad
You put a gloss on the truth
I see red with what I deduce
I'm off my feed
This is your meed
I pant for breathe
I need the weed
I draw a beed
On your caustic answer
I go to seed
So I wanna cancel
I'm off my feed
This is your meed
I pant for breathe
I need the weed