Is it a darkwave Is it a wipeout Is it a heavy current Who turned the lights out And there will never be enough salt in the sea To clean me You make me feel like a real bad I don’t mind if it’s only right right now The sands of time make demands of mine And id rather spend it unwise Its fine its fine Id rather spend it unwise I don’t wanna make that choice Hands up on my neck And you let you take my voice Let me lay back in the black In the dank of my room Smoke screen and the sweat And you You make me feel like a real bad girl You make me feel like a real bad girl You make me feel like a real bad A real bad A real bad I don’t mind if you’re only right right now The sands of time make demands of mine And id rather spend it unwise Its fine its fine Id rather spend it unwise Want it so bad making me work Want it so bad making me hurt Want it so bad making me work Want it so bad making me hurt I don’t mind if you’re only right right now The sands of time make demands of mind And id rather spend it unwise Its fine its fine I'd rather spend it unwise
