Текст песни attention whore - Ericdoa

(Fortune Swan, stop that shit)
Whoa, ah-ah-ah-ah
Whoa, ah-ah-ah-ah
Whoa, ah-ah-ah-ah
Baby, tell me what you doing for attention?
Tell me what you doing for attention?

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention? (Oh, oh, oh)
Late night, sittin' 'round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
And yeah, you're staring at your phone
Hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled with yes-men, fuel my obsession

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention? (Oh, oh, oh)
Late night, sittin' 'round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
And yeah, you're staring at your phone
Hoping that somebody mentions
Yеah, the room filled with yes-mеn, fuel my obsession

Yeah, bitch, I'm sick of it
Screaming at the wall, like no one's listening
Okay, you try your best to stall, bringin' up some different shit
I'll put aside our differences, do I love you? Just a lil' bit
Ooh, you can't have me back, sharp pain like a heart attack
I don't wanna change, baby, I don't put no effort at all
You try to pull me into everything and get me involved

Look at me, all this shit don't matter, pussy, c'est la vie
Gotta be shittin' me, arm within a reach, yeah, you can't lie to me
Every day is the same, I let all that shit rain
But it's all different when your ass come around
All the loss in my brain, I forget my own name
I just pray you'll get me off the ground

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention? (Oh, oh, oh)
Late night, sittin' 'round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
And yeah, you're staring at your phone
Hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled with yes-men, fuel my obsession

Can't help you from feeling empty
I hate the pictures that you send me
But that's not all of it
Taste your medicine, I hope you swallow it
Can't be modest bitch
I see your arrogance, I can't acknowledge it
Try to polish it, I just need someone I could be honest with
But you lost it, I lost so many friends just for profit
I'm off this, keep my circles tight interlock it
Yeah, I promise, say you toxic, bitch, you rotten (whoa)

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention? (Oh, oh, oh)
Late night, sittin' 'round for my message
I was out getting drunk with my best friends
And yeah, you're staring at your phone
Hoping that somebody mentions
Yeah, the room filled with yes-men, fuel my obsession