Thrills - Spacey Jane

Five in the morning, I feel alright

Out in the open, it’s cold, just two cigarettes

He says, «Now, now, ya bitch», you’d kill for a fight, ooh

But sometimes your will’s better dead than alive

She said, «I'm no frills, all thrills, obsessed with the stars»

I said, «I hate hugs, do drugs, and drive a shitty car»

Yeah, but if you’re up but down, I’ll sweep you off your feet

It’s still my only one, just don’t yack in the back seat

Yeah, we’re so wasteful and we’ve only got five years

No indication of where it all begins

L-L-L-Late in November, I’m not the same

It’s easy to hide when no one’s looking at you

Oh well, I wanna be seen, just not candidly

«Yeah, I’ll pay to stream, but only come and watch if it’s free»

Your friends are all 'goals', no soul, well-dressed, hell stressed

We’re all too happy, too sad to clean up the mess

So when there’s nothing new but people faking orgasms here

Keep your real friends far and your fake friends near

Well, we’re so wasteful and we’ve only got five years

No indication of where it all begins