sloppy

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God called, she said I'm headed straight into the fire
 But I like the way that it burns
 Karma, keeps showin' up and slashin' all my tires
 But maybe that's what I deserve
 For bein' so wreckless, eatin' my breakfast, with a side of regret
 Placin' my bets, earnin' my spot on the blacklist
 God called, she said it's toxic that I like to suffer
 I blocked her number
 Tried it out, played my role
 Did everything I was told
 But the universe still has me in a choke hold, so
 If life is gonna fuck me
 Then give it to me sloppy
 On a silver platter, serve me a disaster
 Get undressed, leave a mess, worry 'bout it after
 Get in bed with my dread
 Nothin' really matters
 Last night, I heard my future tappin' on my window (oh, no, no)
 She was scary, but I let her inside
 And out in the bathroom, made out on the floor
 She tried to stay over, so I showed her the door, 'cause
 I tried it all, played my role
 Did everything that I was told
 But the universe still has me in a choke hold (has me in a-, ah)
 If life is gonna fuck me
 Then give it to me sloppy
 On a silver platter, serve me a disaster
 Get undressed, leave a mess, worry 'bout it after
 If life is gonna fuck me (fuck me)
 It better call me mommy
 Bend me over backwards, dare to make me sadder
 Get undressed, leave a mess, worry 'bout it after
 Get in bed with my dread
 Nothin' really matters (yeah)
 Oh, no, no, no (no, no, nothin' really, oh)
 Nothin' really matters (when karma comes on my bed)
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 Nothin' really matters (nothin' really matters)
 Chaos, lovers (maybe it's), train wreck
 Livin' for the sickness (livin' for the sickness)
 Psycho, villain, eyes closed, sloppy, but I'm servin'
 Oh, no, no, no
 Nothin' really matters
 Nothin' really matters
 

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Duration
02:46
Key
6
Tempo
132 BPM

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