Red Randed Aesthetic Attractions - Courtney Marie Andrews

Caught red handed at the door

And in the back of your mind

You knew they’d find you

Your mother’s told you before

But now it’s me telling you

You rubbed off on me

Now i’m bad, i’m bad as i can be

You’re finally part of the scene

And now you’re in everyone’s dreams

You really get to me

You make me happy

They really bought you out

Left you in that apartment with empty hands

But why quit now?

You can’t let them ruin your plans

Addicted to feeling good

You’d do about anything to get your high

Laughing with your friends

They’ll tag along because the feelings right

You really get to me

You make me happy

You said «why don’t you have some fun?

Put down your armor and put down your guns?»

What the fuck do you expect?

I’m not pretty enough to put on display

Do you even care at all

Whether i’ll make it or whether i don’t?

You really get to me

Why do you make me happy?