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