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Damn, another teen stupid ass party Sugar on the counter in the lobby Empty cups and empty brains The corner, sitting on my own just to avoid them Hitting on each other out of boredom But I don't want to play that game Silly little girls in their pretty little dresses Little bit excessive I see the boys are getting desperate They're so fucking sexist Show me the exit This is my guilty pleasure I know that I'm no better than this There's so much guilt in pleasure Find myself caught in dangerous bliss Wish I could hide it, get so frustrated I don't want to get better Does that make me a guilt confessor? There's someone on the floor in the kitchen He's the one who takes what he's given So everybody knows his name What the fuck is wrong with you? SongtexteSilly little girls in their pretty little dresses Little bit excessive I see the boys are getting desperate They're so fucking sexist Show me the exit This is my guilty pleasure I know that I'm no better than this There's so much guilt in pleasure Find myself caught in dangerous bliss Wish I could hide it, get so frustrated I don't want to get better Does that make me a guilt confessor? Now when we grow up Will we give it up? Would we have had enough? And tell me will we be much better than Silly little girls in their pretty little dresses? Little bit excessive I see the boys are getting desperate They're so fucking sexist Show me the exit This is my guilty pleasure I know that I'm no better than this There's so much guilt in pleasure Find myself caught in dangerous bliss Wish I could hide it, get so frustrated I don't want to get better Does that make me a guilt confessor? I don't want to get better Does that make me a guilt confessor? I don't want to get better Does that make me a guilt confessor? Aus Songtexte Mania