I'm psychedelic, unstable
They want role model but I just puked a rainbow
It gets so lonely
I tried to end it all
Jumped off my wallet but I landed in my swimming pool
And I think so hard why don't you love me
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, our hands in the air
I am in my private jet, I am in limousine
I got my test back baby, and I'm super clean
Get excited
I just want people to like me
I'm in the land of the brave, in the home of the free
I got a pretty young thing right on top of me
Come inside, girl
Some people just ain't going like it
I can't dance
I can't sing
But I made it this far you'd think they'd be happy for me
And I'm so loaded
I guess I could stop
'Cause absolutely nothing about me loves pissing you off
And I cry all night, why don't you love me
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, our hands in the air
I am in my private jet
I am in limousine
I got my test back baby, and I'm super clean
Get excited
I just want people to like me
I'm in the land of the brave, in the home of the free
I got a pretty young thing right on top of me
Come inside, girl
Some people just ain't going like it
They gave my music to a man who played my music to a scene
They gave my music to some people who say what they mean
Call me psychic
Some people just ain't going like it
They gave my music to a man who played my music to a scene
They gave my music to some people who say what they mean
Call me psychic
Some people just ain't going like it
I am in my private jet
I am a limousine
I got my test back baby, and I'm super clean
Get excited
I just want people to like me
I'm in the land of the brave, in the home of the free
I got a pretty young thing right on top of me
Keira Knightley
I just want people to like me
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Flynn Francis, Timothy Grant Metcalfe
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