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Cracked Up to Be

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[Verse 1] You came dressed up like a cure in a bottle Sweet little label, poison at the bottom First dose was a kiss, then the room started spinning You called it devotion while my head kept thinning You left me cold-sweat shaking at the kitchen sink Said I was dramatic every time I tried to think Your love had a comedown, a mouth full of rust I kept taking your promises; they turned into dust [Pre-Chorus] You were all side effects, no relief A pretty little lie with a pulse underneath [Chorus] Bad trip, bad taste, bad blood in my veins You never surrendered your hold of the reigns You're a bad trip, a synthetic dose The closer I get, the more I decompose A little white line that I can't seem to flee It wasn't what it was cracked up to be [Verse 2] Your affection hit hard, then it dropped like a stone I learned every excuse by the crack in your tone You kept me on edge like a wire pulled tight Then blamed my hands when I couldn't hold right You were a bad habit dressed up in perfume A slow little overdose taking up the room I cut off my friends just to keep you around Now your name tastes bitter when it comes out loud [Pre-Chorus] You were all side effects, no relief A pretty little lie with a pulse underneath [Chorus] Bad trip, bad taste, bad blood in my veins You never surrendered your hold of the reigns You're a bad trip, a synthetic dose The closer I get, the more I decompose A little white line that I can't seem to flee It wasn't what it was cracked up to be [Bridge] I spit out the dose, I shut the door I don't need your fever anymore Keep your fake little halo, keep your receipt I'm done letting poison call itself sweet [Final Chorus] Bad trip, bad taste, bad blood in my veins You never surrendered your hold of the reigns You're a bad trip, a synthetic dose The closer I get, the more I decompose A little white line that I can't seem to flee It wasn't what it was cracked up to be [Outro] No more waiting for the crash No more crawling through the ash