Supermodel - Cardiknox

I got my headphones on, on the back of the six

I got my hood pulled up cause my hair isn’t fixed

I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go

I got my fake best friends in the palm of my hand

I got my head buried deep in some heavenly sand

I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go

I’m all lit up from the bridges I burned

There is no easy way

I’m livin' and learnin'

Walk the talk like a dog in a fight

The rules, they fade away

Every day and every night

My love is temporary

My lips are sour cherry

Come on, baby, spin the bottle

I’m fucking like a supermodel

From New York, Tokyo, Paris and Rome

I’m always late with nowhere to go

I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go

I got my war paint on and I’m picking a fight

I would have called you back, but my phone always dies

I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go

I’m all lit up from the bridges I burned

There is no easy way

I’m livin' and learnin'

Walk the talk like a dog in a fight

The rules, they fade away

Every day and every night

My love is temporary

My lips are sour cherry

Come on, baby, spin the bottle

I’m fucking like a supermodel

My love is temporary

My lips are sour cherry

Come on, baby, spin the bottle

I’m fucking like a supermodel

I’m fucking like a supermodel

I’m like a supermodel

I’m like a supermodel