Lyrics

Like a rollercoaster
Like a limousine
Love to follow all that
Chasing energy
Won't you come to mama?
Tell her all your dreams
Cause you're different from 'em
You're a monster and
A freak
A freak
They dress in Abercrombie
And fill with jealousy
They're too afraid of failure
Living aimlessly
Say you don't fit to work here
Big personality
Find another option
Close your mouth so you
Don't speak
Don't speak
So you start your car cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
She's gone
So you start your car, cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
She's gone
Miss Americana
Mixed with kerosine
Makes a fire in her
Light up all her dreams
"Don't go run away from
Twisted reality
It's what it's s'posed to be
Go sit down cause you're
Too weak
Too weak."
So you start your car cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
She's gone
So you start your car, cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
She's gone
I don't know what's real
Don't know how to feel
Don't know myself
I don't know what's real
Don't know how to feel
Don't know myself
So you start your car cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
She's gone
So you start your car, cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
She's gone
So you start your car cause you've got a little money
Won't get you far, but what it do, honey?
She's gone
Written by: Tiffani Mezitis
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