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YUNGBLUD - YUNGBLUD (live in Atlanta) - Die for the Hype
YUNGBLUD (live in Atlanta)
01. 21st Century Liability
02. I Love You, Will You Marry Me
03. King Charles
04. Anarchist
05. Psychotic Kids
06. Polygraph Eyes
07. Medication
08. Kill Somebody
09. California
10. Tin Pan Boy
11. Doctor Doctor
12. Die for the Hype
La, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la
La-la, la

Where the fuck am I?
Tell me did I just die?
'Cause I don't understand why
I'm in a room I don't recognise
I died at 5:45
Yeah, it says so on a sign
And my mother's crying out her eyes
Or is the radio telling lies

A juvenile sinner, a car-crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, a car-crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner

I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ

La, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la
La-la, la

I'm digging my own grave for the day
I decorate with pink socks and gold chain (Woo)
Two fat stacks on my eyes (Eyes, eyes, eyes)
I'm in a box I don't recognise
Believe what they say (Say, say)
And you'll be flying away (Way, way)
On a coke-covered D-day (Day, day)
While they're chucking sukki on your face

A juvenile sinner, a car-crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner
Juvenile sinner, a car-crash winner
Don't let the devil take you out for dinner

I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ

Yeah, Polly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly
Yeah, Polly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly
I just wanna suck on your lolly, Polly

I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ
I just wanna die for the hype, for the hype
Crucified, like Jesus Christ

La, la, la, la
La-la, la, la, la, la, la, la
That one, that one was so sick