"mcdonalds" lyrics

Trash, trash, trash, trash, party
You know I'm a zombie
Can I eat your body?
Let's go to Miami
Dirty-pop hottie
Can I eat your body?
All my friends are zombie
Eat me up

Crying in the strobe lights
Can you make it alright?
Can you fix my heart please?
Every night is suicide
I can't see shit with my eyes
Stop fucking with goofy guys
Tell me pretty little lies
I hope that you [?]

Dirty-pop tattoo
ZBC and skeletons on me
I love Halloween
Fuck me in the limousine
Truey jeans and scary dreams
Count to three, S-M-D
(Ugh)

I look like a popstar
All up in McDonalds
You can be my therapy
Baby, I got problems
Tie you up and look inside
Baby, I'm a doctor
Yeah, let's a rob a fucking bank
Hold you fucking hostage
I'm always watchin', I'm your stalker
So obnoxious, you know that I love it
Hands around your throat, baby, yeah, I promise
I don't give a fuck, treat me like an object

Crying in the strobe lights
Can you make it alright?
Can you fix my heart please?
Every night is suicide
I can't see shit with my eyes
Stop fucking with goofy guys
Tell me pretty little lies
I hope that you [?]