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I got my headphones on, on the back of the six I got my hood pulled up cause my hair isn't fixed I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go I got my fake best friends in the palm of my hand I got my head buried deep in some heavenly sand I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go I'm all lit up from the bridges I burned There is no easy way I'm livin' and learnin' Walk the talk like a dog in a fight The rules, they fade away Every day and every night My love is temporary My lips are sour cherry Come on, baby, spin the bottle I'm fucking like a supermodel From New York, Tokyo, Paris and Rome I'm always late with nowhere to go I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go I got my war paint on and I'm picking a fight I would have called you back, but my phone always dies I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go SongtexteI'm all lit up from the bridges I burned There is no easy way I'm livin' and learnin' Walk the talk like a dog in a fight The rules, they fade away Every day and every night My love is temporary My lips are sour cherry Come on, baby, spin the bottle I'm fucking like a supermodel My love is temporary My lips are sour cherry Come on, baby, spin the bottle I'm fucking like a supermodel I'm fucking like a supermodel I'm like a supermodel I'm like a supermodel Aus Songtexte Mania