*boy you can't kill what's for real*

this is New Radio
i'm the girl at the picnic who
won't stop pulling her dress up
it doesn't matter whose in control now
it doesn't matter coz this is new radio
the gaps in the teeth the dirty nails
baby boy you can't kill what's for real
turn that song down
turn the static up
come here baby, let me kiss you like a boy does
wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh
let's wipe our cum on our parents bed
come on