Lyrics: Jeff Hazin/Kellen Pomeranz/Lauren Isenberg/David Charles Fischer/Jesse Fink
Music: Jeff Hazin/Kellen Pomeranz/Lauren Isenberg/David Charles Fischer/Jesse Fink
All you wanna do is ****,
Play guitar think that you're cobain
Paint your nails and you pop your pills
& you tell your friends how you copped a feel...
Why you gotta roll your own smokes,
You're the only one laughing at your own jokes
You can Bleach your hair till your someone else
But I'll always have you figured out...
You're so full of it
Smells like counterfeit
Just a narcissist, fakin it..
Oh you're such a wannabe (ah - ah)
You can't pull that shit with me (ah - ah)
Nothing but a Wannabe (ah - ah)
Boy that shit is basic, such an imitation
Such a wannabe
Baby you're a walking clichΓ©
Drop me off if u wanna drop names
You can play pretend with your famous friends
But Iwonder why they never call on week days
You'd do anything
To be relevant
l'm just telling it, how it is...
Oh you're such a wannabe (ah- ah)
But you can't pull that shit with me (ah- ah)
Nothing but a Wannabe (ah - ah)
Boy that shit is basic, such an imitationSuch a wannabe
You just want attention
Followers and mentions
Wonder what it feels like
Running way from real life...
Oh you're such a wannabe (ah- ah)
But you can't pull that shit with me (ah - ah)
Nothing but a Wannabe (ah - ah)
Boy that shit is basic, such an imitation
Such a wannabe