American Apparel Lyrics by panicbaby & Baby Nova
Hold your breath and count to 3
Oxy killed the teenage dream
Plastic guns
*** and blood
That’s the stuff my baby loves
I got a war in my head
Angel dust
Bubblegum
This world isn’t any fun
Pour it up, pour it up
My boy wears American Apparel
Lipstick on his flannel
Cigarettes in his jeans
His hands all over me
But I’m dealing with the devil
Drunk and d-disheveled
So *** chic
It could bring you to your knees
Close your eyes and picture me
TV killed the teenage dream
Plastic guns
*** and blood
That’s the stuff my baby loves
I got a war in my head
Dollar lace
Bubblegum
This world isn’t any fun
Pour it up, pour it up
My boy wears American Apparel
Lipstick on his flannel
Cigarettes in his jeans
His hands all over me
But I’m dealing with the devil
Drunk and d-disheveled
So *** chic
It could bring you to your knees