TRASH ft. Turaab Lyrics

I had a dream about you and I

Got the ash in my mouth

From cigarettes that we were smoking

Felt so real I woke up hoping

That we had a sunset Hollywood drive

Small love thinking it would survive

But now I know the story

Cry and count the days you've stolen

I had a dream about you and I

Got the ash in my mouth

From cigarettes that we were smoking

Felt so real I woke up hoping

That we had a sunset Hollywood drive

Small love thinking it would survive

But now I know the story

Cry and count the days you've stolen

Black cards

Out on the table and

So far I'm so excited

But cop cars

The glamor's fading and

It started dying like

Roses from my high school prom

Should've come and gave them back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

But feel like fucking trash

Blinded by the sweet talk

Playing games I can't play back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

But feel like fucking trash

You were the bright one in every room

Dark eyes and mysterious moves

That made me feel so reckless

Yeah we knew where we were heading

Tattoos

Things I knew I shouldn't do

With your lips on my skin

And tastes like you might leave me helpless

But not before I really felt it

Black cards

Out on the table and

So far I'm so excited

But cop cars

The glamor's fading and

It started dying like

Roses from my high school prom

Should've come and gave them back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

But feel like fucking trash

Blinded by the sweet talk

Playing games I can't play back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

But feel like fucking trash

Roses from my high school prom

Should've come and gave them back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

So cool

Blinded by the sweet talk

Playing games I can't play back

Uh oh oh oh

Uh oh oh

Roses from my high school prom

Should've come and gave them back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

But feel like fucking trash

Blinded by the sweet talk

Playing games I can't play back yeah

Bad boys look so cool

But feel like fucking trash