Let you think you get the picture
Bitch, you don't know how good I treat ya
Shake it off, this pride and glory
You dig up so many stories
Oh, you're so under the thumb
Four fingers from a knuckle sandwich
Try my blood, it's just a starter
No one tastes like me, yeah
I'm pretty like a car crash, ugly as a lullaby
You really wanna try it?
Experiment on me, experiment on me
Experiment on me, experiment on me
Girl, I've been way too much to handle
Bitch, I'll never be a good example
Seen not heard is what they told me
I look too good to be this lonely
Oh, grab this loaded gun
So hopeless, but I'm still romantic
Bloodstained, I'm gonna blow a kiss
And I bet it tastes like me, yeah
I'm pretty like a car crash, ugly as a lullaby
You really wanna try it?
Experiment on me, experiment on me
Experiment on me, experiment on me
Lock up your sons, make way for the daughters
You'll be the lamb and we'll be the slaughterer
You've burnt the witches, now you're defenseless
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
Lock up your sons, make way for the daughters
You'll be the lamb and we'll be the slaughterer
You've burnt the witches, now you're defenseless
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
Lock up your sons, make way for the daughters
You'll be the lamb and we'll be the slaughterer
You've burnt the witches, now you're defenseless
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
Who needs a Y with this many X's?
I'm pretty like a car crash, ugly as a lullaby
You really wanna try it?
Experiment on me, experiment on me
Experiment on me, experiment on me
Experiment on me
Experiment on me
Experiment on me
Writer(s): Bjoern Daniel Arne Yttling, Ashley Frangipane, Peter Andreas Moren, John Eriksson, Jordan Keith Fish, Oliver Scott Sykes
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