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Hey, I've got a message, and tonight I'm gonna send it
Yeah, I had a body made with knives wanted to lend it
Sold my body to the company, so
I got the money now away I go
Thank you, Mr. CEO
Hey, I've got some money, and tonight I'm gonna spend it
Yeah, they gave me a paper and I went ahead and penned it
And I say thank you, Mr. CEO
I filled my pockets, now I might as well (die)
'Cause I found the back door out of teenage hell (alright)
Filed my account 'cause I might in fact (die)
Rely on science, yeah, to bring me back (alright)
I-I-I-I-I let gonna die
Heavy morals seem so light
But when it comes to cash I'm gonna die, alright
Hey, I lost the money seems like I can't comprehend it
Yeah, I got a hole in my head, gotta-gotta mend it
Too messed up to sit and settle down
Too messed up to even mess around
That's why you're smiling, Mr. CEO
I filled my pockets, now I might as well (die)
'Cause I found the back door out of teenage hell (alright)
Filed my account 'cause I might in fact (die)
Rely on science, yeah, to bring me back (alright)
I-I-I-I-I let gonna die
But not right now
Yeah, why don't you do the same?
I got the money, now I can't complain
Except the tics won't go away
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
And the way I feel tonight
Is gonna make me die, alright
I filled my pockets, now I might as well (die)
I found the back door out of teenage hell (alright)
Filed my account 'cause I might in fact (die)
Rely on science, yeah, to bring me back (alright)
I-I-I-I-I let gonna die
Heavy morals seem so light
But when it comes to cash I'm gonna die, alright
