[Verse 1: tzunahmie]
I'm off these drugs, paparazzi in the club
Better hide, better run, in my jacket keep a gun
Blast you, get the fuck out my way
Fuck you, got these racks in her face
Fuck you, know these pills are laced
Who’s you? Designer shades you wear fake

[Chorus: tzunahmie]
Cut my wrist some more
Blood on the dance floor
She obsessed with death, love showing gore
Manipulate me you stupid whore
Cut my wrist some more
Blood on the dance floor
She obsessed with death, love showing gore
Manipulate me you stupid whore

[Verse 2: d3r]
(​d3r)
Feeling like a zombie when you talk to me
Stop hitting my line, driving me crazy
Claiming you want accountability
But what the fuck does that even mean?
Drop dead for my sins, I wasn't perfect to begin
I said I'm sorry if I broke you, but I’m living life to win
[Chorus: tzunahmie]
Cut my wrist some more
Blood on the dance floor
She obsessed with death, love showing gore
Manipulate me you stupid whore
Cut my wrist some more
Blood on the dance floor
She obsessed with death, love showing gore
Manipulate me you stupid whore