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Sleepless nights and cigarettes My daily dose of internet And all the things I shoulda quit, but never did, oh Evil voices in my head I woke up in a strangers bed I lost my phone in Amsterdam, it's 5 AM I'm a natural disaster But even after all that I do It's you who's gonna be the death of me And none of this matters Baby, it's you, it's you You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Yeah, you're bad for my health You should hurt somebody else You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health Diets that I shouldn't try, feels like social suicide Letras de cancionesAnd honestly, it's cyanide, I want to die Been 21 since 17, thanks to all the magazines Man, sometimes, I just wanna scream and break my screen I'm a natural disaster But even after all that I do It's you who's gonna be the death of me And none of this matters Baby, it's you, it's you You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Yeah, you're bad for my health You should hurt somebody else You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health Dear society, you've pushed me to the edge So here's some clarity (Clarity) The truth is, you're the one who’s always there for me With my daily dose of internet And all the things that I should quit, but can't Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Yeah, you're bad for my health You should hurt somebody else You're bad for my health I should probably get some help I can't control myself, I'm addicted to the hell My heart is getting sick from the tar that's on your lips Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health From Letras Mania