666 in the suburbs

Maybe I'm actin' immature You hate to admit I'm insecure I gotta cry when it hurts I'm gonna try to find the words Pet the kitty cat make it purr Selfish but I'm tryin' to serve Range Rover in the rain– swerve Gimme company–make it work Hips swinging like a pendulum Kiss gonna make you wanna cum Back to me– I'm a loaded gun Lipstick color REDRUM Moonlight turning me on Stay up with me 'till the sun Comes up don't you want some? Blow your mind–bubblegum Boy, I can make you rich Every dog needs a bad bitch Cut from a different fabric Chrome Heart thick leather skin I know I'm abusing you I do what I'm used to Money but I can't make change On the private plane in pain I just want somethin' real But I just popped another pill On the island dripping on the beach Waiter bring another round, please Flashes from the paparazzi Adding to my anxiety How much more can you take? Feels like I gave it all away Spinning in the twilight zone Round and round and round and round we go