Lucas

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          Hey there, darling dearest
          You f***ing ruined me
          Who knows how to feel when you feel so badly?
          
          Thank you, lovely weakness
          You made a fool of me
          But will you be the last one laughing
          Or begging on your knees?
          
          
          Cause I'd like you and both your friends, but
          You don't know when the party's over
          Stuck replaying "No Offense"
          While I'm on some uncomfortable sofa
          I talk to you, you're desperate for it
          You don't know what that feeling means
          
          Cause cool kids have the coolest shit
          But they don't know a thing
          Yeah, cool kids have the coolest shit
          But they don't know a thing
          
          
          What's up, don't respond
          I know you've got no time
          For things that matter
          Things that make a difference out of your social life
          
          Hey god, or should I call you
          Heaven on two feet?
          You act like you're alright, but Gucci never solves anything
          
          
          Cause I'd like you and both your friends, but
          You can't talk till the drugs kick in
          I'm trying not to condescend
          And you're dying to feel anything
          The girls were right, by God you're gorgeous!
          But God wouldn't notice me
          
          Cause cool kids have the coolest shit
          But they don't know a thing
          Yeah, cool kids have the coolest shit
          But they don't know a thing
          Cause cool kids have the coolest shit
          But they don't know a thing
          Yeah, cool kids have the coolest shit
          But they don't know a thing
          
          {
          King of Losers, faux confidence
          Confined to riches
          Buried under dollars and cents
          I'd rather be you, but you'd rather be dead
          You can't disappoint the Instagram
          King of Losers, faux confidence
          Confined to riches
          Buried under dollars and cents
          I'd rather be you, but you'd rather be dead
          You can't disappoint the Instagram
          
          
          Cool kids might have the coolest things
          But they don't know shit
          Cool kids might have the coolest things
          But they don't know...