Cloe Wilder Layla
Oh, Layla, I know that you're bad news, everything about you's messing with
my head
Oh, Layla, I know that you want to meet me in the bathroom, but there's no
going back
Cuz time we go out, I'm over my head
The music's always too loud, can't see through the red
It just feels good
To feel good
To feel cool
To feel nice
It just feels good
To feel nothing at all
It just feels good
To feel good
To feel numb
To feel nice
It just feels good
To feel nothing at all
And that nothing matters
Oh, Layla, I wish I could fix this, everyone who knows you knows you need the
help
Oh, Layla, why'd I have to have it, you and all your habits, you do it to yourself
Cuz every time we go out, I'm over my head.
The music's always too loud, can't see through the red
It just feels good
To feel good
To feel cool
To feel nice
It just feels good
To feel nothing at all
It just feels good
To feel good
To feel numb
To feel nice
It just feels good
To feel nothing at all
And that nothing matters
My mom hates you therefore
I love you even more
My mom hates you therefore
I love you even more
It just feels good
To feel good
To feel cool
To feel nice
It just feels good
To feel nothing at all
It just feels good
To feel good
To feel numb
To feel nice
It just feels good
To feel nothing at all
And that nothing matters
