Lyrics: Cooper Oneida
Music: Cooper Oneida
Oh i got it bad boy
Like a psycho crazy killer sorta
Bad boy
Like chase me through the forest with a knife,
Boy
In a death grip that won't let me go
I'm falling for it
Oh you got me going
You got me spinning out and
My heart is p-p-pounding
I can't see my surroundings
I should find this harrowing
But i'd be fully willing
To sigh up for a killing
Just think of my guts spilling
Doesn't it sound thrill
There's something 'bout the way
You make me so afraid
No time to be ashamed
I'm dying for a taste
There's something 'bout this night
If you'd be so polite to
Follow me
Follow me
Then suddenly
Our eyes lock
Here comes the insanity
It feels so wrong
Lose what's left of your vanity
I've got one foot in the grave
I'm six feet deep
And it's calling out to me
You're coming after me
I got it bad boy
Like a psycho crazy killer sorta
Bad boy
Oh a panic in the night sort of a vibe,
Boy
So promise never let me go
I'm Folling for you
Oh still falling for you(you got it bad)
Right？
Like stupid crazy slasher sorta girl
Type？
Kinda screaming to the darkness in the night
Vibe
I doubt i'll ever let you go
You're calling for me
Oh you coming for me
Our eyes lock
Here comes the insanity
It feels so right
Drop the knife cut the vanity
I've got my heart in the grave
Oh six feet deep
And it's calling out to me
You're calling out for me