[Intro]
I'm seconds away from calling the police
They'd never make it in time, we're out in the middle of nowhere
What do you want?
To see what your insides look like!

[Chorus]
Flat iron on ya' body
I'ma be shooting at the paparazzi
Carve a sigil in her wrist at the party
Watch the blood gush, I ain't sorry
Flat iron on ya' body, flat iron on ya' body
I'ma be shooting at the paparazzi
Watch the blood gush, I ain't sorry

[Verse]
I’m a scene crawler coming out the red room
Raving in the forest, blood all in the bathroom
Wicca pop in the church, take them to my bedroom
Put a pentagram on their tits, I'ma skin you
God can’t save you, run and find your crucifix
Lights starting flicker when I step into the area
Praying to your Maria, this night getting scarier
Listen to the girls singing, we whisper to your burial

[Chorus]
Flat iron on ya' body
I'ma be shooting at the paparazzi
Carve a sigil in her wrist at the party
Watch the blood gush, I ain't sorry
Flat iron on ya' body, flat iron on ya' body
I'ma be shooting at the paparazzi
Watch the blood gush, I ain't sorry
[Outro]
Flat iron on ya' body, flat iron on ya' body
I'ma be shooting at the paparazzi
Watch the blood gush, I ain't sorry