Besedila: Dum Dum Girls. I Will Be. Bhang Bhang, I'm A Burnout.

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang

The excuse of death keeps us a mess
They like us to believe
But really it just opens doors
I did not know could be

In your head
Are you dead?
In your head
Are you dead?

The excuse of death keeps us a mess
They like us to believe
But really it just opens doors
I never knew could be

In your head
Are you dead?
In your head
Are you dead?

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
I'm a burnout

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
I'm a burnout

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
I'm a burnout

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
You're a burnout, too

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang

In your head
Are you dead?
In your head
Are you dead?

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
I'm a burnout

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
I'm a burnout

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
I'm a burnout

Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
Bhang, bhang
You're a burnout, too

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