Lyrics: Jasmine Kelly
Music: Jasmine Kelly
I'm about to kill you
I get scared when I look in the mirror
Boo
Darkness is tasteless
Until one day you crave it
Might be here
Soon
And if the devil had a diss track
I would listen from beginning to end
And I would replay all the bits
Catch your name up on that diss track
Oh, to be watered down, diluted
That's just how I like it
My solution
Comatose
Tainted by emotion
Faked it till I made it automatic
Monotone
Do you feel held by her?
Does she really feel like—
How 'bout we talk about it like adults?
Do you feel held by her?
Does she really feel like home to you?
Never meant to get this close
I'm about to kill you
But I get scared when I look in the mirror
Boo
Karma'll get me later
But now it owes a favor
And if the devil had a diss track
I would listen again and again
Pretending it's heaven-sent
'Cause you're always on that diss track
And if the devil had a diss track
I would listen again and again
Pretending it's heaven-sent
'Cause you're always on that diss track