Lyrics F****d Up World - The Pretty Reckless

Back door dishes, beg you need all of
The cash and cuff patterned silver and gold
We're like diamonds in the sky, that is what we have sold
No mountain made of money can buy you a soul, baby
Ooh what I'm feeling Coming down
Ooh what I'm feeling Coming down
It's a fucked up world, what do you get?
Sex and love and guns like cigarettes
Fucked up world, what do you get for me?
Sex and love and guns are cigarettes Banging little boys, putting me on the box
Say they want to know diddy but the answer's really out see
I don't want know you, why do you want to know me?
You ain't getting what you want unless you're getting it for free
Ooh what I'm feeling Coming down
Ooh what I'm feeling Coming down
It's a fucked up world, what do you get?
Sex and love and guns like cigarettes
Fucked up world, what do you get for me?
Sex and love and guns are cigarettes Back to these
Fucked up bitches begging me to behave
Shoving Jesus down our throat, no I don't want to be saved
Put your shame on my brain, I'm nobody's slave
I got one foot in the cradle and one in the grave
It's a fucked up world
Sex and love and guns like cigarettes
Fucked up world, what do you get for me?
Sex and love and guns are cigarettes It's a fucked up world and guns are cigarettes.