Needja

What are you afraid of losing? Nothing belongs to you, my dear What are you afraid of choosing? None of the options you got are clear Go on make it clear for me right now Where do you disappear when we lie down? Will you make me second on your list Cause I'm a little bitch With a name you can't write down Pick your fucking feet up I'm bout to erupt Just look at me, love Oh yeah, I need ya Them big green eyes I see my demise I'm good on my own, baby Not one of these guys The room is getting warmer and warmer I'm tryna keep it cool But you're the world's hottest daughter Running out of things to say But I ought to And when I press record I forgot to record ya Fuck Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up What are you afraid of feeling? All your emotions are hopeless here What are you afraid of seeing? Cause all that you look for You look out of fear I bet you're fucking scared of me right now I'm rocking on my chair until I find out Yes I got a tat on my chest From that bitch that I left Cause I kick them out of my house Pick your fucking feet up I'm bout to erupt Just look at me, love Oh yeah, I need ya Them big green eyes I see my demise I'm good on my own Not one of the these guys Pick your fucking feet up I'm bouta to erupt Just look at me, love Oh yeah, I need ya Them big green eyes I see my demise I'm good on my own, baby Not one of these guys You had your chance To send me back the way I came Held out my hands Before I even know your name You had your chance You had your chance You had your chance You had your chance Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up Pick your fucking feet up