Testo Hysteria

Message
I'ma send another message
Planes I'm making out of paper
Throw 'em out over the terrace, baby
Precious
I work better under pressure
I work my thing out in the mirror
I'm perfecting my expressions, precious
I'm shooting at you, stupid (Yeah-yeah)
Your name is on the bullet (Yeah-yeah)
Quit playing Russian roulette (Yeah-yeah)
You son of a gun

Baby, I would kill for ya
You're so sick, there ain't a cure for ya
Drop a million dollar bill for ya
Hy-hy-hysteria, hysteria

Madness
Microdosing on the exes
Wait until you give me access
Bad decisions in your absence, ambitious
I'm shooting at you, stupid (Yeah-yeah)
Your name is on the bullet (Yeah-yeah)
Quit playing Russian roulette (Yeah-yeah)
You son of a gun
I'm shooting at you, stupid (Yeah-yeah)
Your name is on the bullet (Yeah-yeah)
Quit playing Russian roulette (Yeah-yeah)
You son of a gun

Baby, I would kill for ya
You're so sick, there ain't a cure for ya
Drop a million dollar bill for ya
Hy-hy-hysteria, hysteria
I would kill for ya
You're so sick, there ain't a cure for ya
Drop a million dollar bill for ya
Hy-hy-hysteria, hysteria