Lyrics
Wake up, something's bout' to take off
Looks like you can make up for everything you've done
Hold on to every single photon
That's how you know it's infinite, it only happens once
And they say, ooh baby, the sky is falling
But it's not the first time you've thrown it all away
You're that bitch, yeah this is momentary, don't think
Remind yourself you're the god with the cross on your necklace
Purple jelly nails with your self obsessed, no friends
Thinking you're the shit like you're Shauna Dean Cokeland
(Who the fuck is that? Who's Shauna Dean Cokeland, I'm serious)
Keep stock of every single teardrop
Stash em' in your knee socks, store it all away
So you can have something to use
And give it to the huge fans in interviews one day
And they say, ooh baby, the sky is falling
But it's not the first time you've thrown it all away
Alright now, fuck off for a year, say you fixed your mental health
And you can't believe the shit you used to do to yourself
Type some gibberish just so he sees you're coping
And break his fuckin' windshield with a runner-up pageant trophy
No one gets me, I'm too deep
This prima donna genius, and it's so convenient
Fiendin' for attention 'cause it's boring
Drinking somethin' foreign, looking fuckin' gorgeous, gorgeous
Let's have fun at other's expenses
Paps clickbait our premature ends and
Why would I rest when I'm feeling this restless?
Holding hands with fairweather friends, it's
Ooh baby, they're all below us
They'd kill to know what it takes to hold us
The sky is falling, 'cause we raised the roof
And it's got me, it's got me, it's got me, it's got me
Electric, electric, electric blue
Electric, electric, ow babe, it's something electric
Electric, electric blue
Writer(s): Fiona Daly
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