Lotta True Crime (Explicit)

Lotta True Crime (Explicit) - Penelope Scott

Lyrics by：Penelope Scott

Composed by：Penelope Scott

So this girl's outside

Behind the bar

She's a good girl

She called a car

Y'got three mother****ers

In a big white van

Two dumb friends and one mean man

Well she'll ****ing kill you

She wins every fight

She's gonna rock your ****

By the end of the night

And the only advantage

That a killer has

Is they think they have the right

I listen to a lot of true crime

I listen to it at night

I like the girl talk

It makes me feel alright

I like scary stories in the morning

And I like them at night

I like the girl talk vibes

They make me feel just fine

I listen to a lot of true crime

Y'know Dennis Rayder

And David Parker Ray

Actually sit together in hell

Shaking quaking terrified

That someday

Somehow someway

They might meet me

They took our girls

Away from home

They're in the woods

They're all alone

The ropes are heavy

And the knots are tight

Tied by a monster

And his oblivious wife

Well I hope this doesn't

Seem too impolite

But Ted Bundy was just

Never that ****ing bright

He was just sorta

Charismatic and white alright

And he was so ****ing

Sure he had the right

But he's ugly and

I'm glad he's dead

'Cuz there was no ****ing

Candle in his pumpkin head

You're not special

For winning a game

With someone who you know

Was never playing

She could've killed you

She had every right

You just caught

Her off guard tonight

But it's alright

She'll be fine

We listen to a lotta true crime

One of our young turned up

Last night

They found their body

But not their eyes

Somebody new must've

Gone bad

Where's the Lord

To take care of that

Where's the Lord

To take care of that

I listen to a lot of true crime

I listen to it at night

I like the girl talk vibes

They make me feel alright

I like scary stories

In the morning

And I like 'em at night

I like the girl talk vibes

They make me feel just fine

I listen to a lot of true crime