歌詞
[Intro] [Verse] Platform boots on the tile Running down the candy aisle Haven't seen you in a while Now I got a better style Blue slushie on my shoe Sticky red and neon blue I am finally through with you Everything feels bright and new [Pre-Chorus] Screen is black, I’m okay Throw the battery away Nothing left for me to say It’s a brand new holiday No more checking on my phone I am happy all alone Texting you was such a drone Now I'm in the sugar zone [Chorus] Pop rocks in my mouth (Yeah!) Heading north, you’re heading south Glitter leaking from my pouch I don't need to hit your couch Twenty-four-seven light Burning crazy, burning bright I won't text you back tonight Everything is feeling right [Post-Chorus] (Bye bye, bye bye) (Glitch it up, high high) (Bye bye, bye bye) (Watch the static fly fly) [Drop] [Instrumental: Warped 8-bit stabs and distorted sub-bass] [Verse] Shopping cart, let it race Glitter all across my face Moving at a frantic pace Leaving not a single trace Crumpled up the old receipt Sugar rush is feeling sweet Dancing on the dirty street I am finally complete [Pre-Chorus] Screen is black, I’m okay Throw the battery away Nothing left for me to say It’s a brand new holiday No more checking on my phone I am happy all alone Texting you was such a drone Now I'm in the sugar zone [Chorus] Pop rocks in my mouth (Yeah!) Heading north, you’re heading south Glitter leaking from my pouch I don't need to hit your couch Twenty-four-seven light Burning crazy, burning bright I won't text you back tonight Everything is feeling right [Bridge] Zip it up, let it pop I am never gonna stop From the bottom to the top Like a heavy soda drop Static in my messy hair I don't even really care Oxygen is everywhere Breathing in the neon air [Breakdown] [Instrumental: Hyper-compressed breakcore drum solo] [Hook] Goodnight? No! Let the feeling grow Goodnight? No! Watch me overflow Goodnight? No! I am in the show Goodnight? No! Baby, let it go [Chorus] Pop rocks in my mouth (Yeah!) Heading north, you’re heading south Glitter leaking from my pouch I don't need to hit your couch Twenty-four-seven light Burning crazy, burning bright I won't text you back tonight Everything is feeling right [Post-Chorus] (Bye bye, bye bye) (Glitch it up, high high) (Bye bye, bye bye) (Watch the static fly fly) [Outro]
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