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Lights Out!

Dead Sara

Ain't It Tragic


Fuck
You
Hey

I'm not here for the glitz and glamor
Yeah, yeah
I mean it now, mean it now more than ever
And you know
It wouldn't hurt, wouldn't hurt to really love yourself
(Haven't you heard there's no easy way out?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck it all 'cause it doesn't even matter
So come a little closer now

Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold
Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold

I know it's dumb what I think, but I said it
(Anyway, it's a close call, borderline schizophrenia)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I talk too much when I'm nеrvous
(Stop talking a mile a minute and calm down already)
So maybе try a little harder
When you want something bad enough
You gotta lose your sense of entitlement
And do yourself a favor now, hey

Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold
Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold
Lights out, lights out (Come on, come on)
Burn 'em out, burn 'em out (Huh, huh)
Lights out, lights out (Come on, come on)
Burn 'em out, burn 'em out, oh

Don't waste your side-eye, bitch
I ain't ashamed at all
Everyone's plastic in a box full of knives
Waste like Styrofoam cups
Like my watered-down whiskey
I just wanna be invited
LA's a little blurry, I found the comfort in feeling lonely
The drama, the drama, the drama
In your childhood trauma, the trauma, the trauma
Just let it out

Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold
Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold
Ooh, lights out, sugar
Ooh, shine like gold
Lights out, sugar
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Lights out, lights out
Burn 'em out, burn 'em out
Lights out, lights out
What do you want me to say now?

Compositores: Siouxsie Medley, Sean Friday, Noah Shain & Emily Armstrong

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