The Life of a Dark Girl

You wouldn't ask to be in my shoes, babe.
You couldn't handle it, babe.
Feeling so high like a kite,
then it all crashes,
and then, you realize you're the crash.
You got no cash to live
in this greedy world.

But I love it, babe.
Yeah, it's sexy, it's crazy.
You'll never understand
the life of a dark girl.

Did the darkness choose me
or did I choose it?
Either way, you know I drive you wild in bed.
You know you fantasize about stealing from
those who are cruel
and keep this cruel world
going on.
Round and around.

Baby, steal me.
Steal my soul.
You got my number, babe.
You're sexy.
You taste like bad,
and I love it.

You wouldn't ask to be in my shoes, babe.
You couldn't handle it, babe.
Feeling so high like a kite,
then it all crashes,
and then, you realize you're the crash.
You got no cash to live
in this greedy world.

It's already too late.
You're already too far gone.
Your brain fried.
You're those chickens in a cage
that we later eat.
But the cage is imaginary.
It's imaginary, babe.
The normies don't see it.
We do; we're just crazy.
No, no, go back to sleep.
We're just crazy.

But I love it, babe.
Yeah, it's sexy, it's crazy.
You'll never understand
the life of a dark girl.