Alotta Me

de Lauren Sanderson

I don’t know who you keep talking
To calling my phone like that shut em up
Gimme some answers I want your attention
Like I don’t care shut em up
Don’t have exact amount I don’t care
You gotta tell that bitch round it up
Shut em up, bitch, shut em up shut em up

Nothing makes sense to me you not my friend you my enemy
All these mixed signals you sending me
Wrap em in blankets and send em to Indy
With all of the memories left in me
I want it all on the table I need to be feeling all of your energy
And if these people are clouding my vision
I can't fucking focused on what the fuck’s meant to be shut em up

I don’t know
I just been touring hella shows
I think this might be like all I know
I think I might need another dose
They offer money that’s not enough
They call me back, no that’s not enough
Go to Des Moines and they show me love
Empower the people that’s all I want

This feels like a Californication
Shut my blinds and enter my vacation
Keep it quiet no communication
Baby face it, this is just the basics

I don’t know who they keep talking
To calling my phone like that shut em up
Gimme some answers I want your attention
Like I don’t care shut em up
Don’t have exact amount I don’t care
You gotta tell that bitch round it up
Shut em up
Bitch, shut em up shut em up
I’m all on my own
Watch me while I blow up
Please don’t call my phone
Don’t you fucking show up baby
I’m all on my own
I’m all on my own
And I don’t need you no more

Shut em up, shut em up
Shut em up, shut em up, shut em up