He made a million
From Japanese bootlegs
We smoked in his office
He gave me a test tube
She filled it with shards
She spent it on us
She came from the clubs
And tore up my bedroom
Where would I be
Without you
My bad influences
She captured my heart
Fifteen in the park
The prettiest bigot
You ever did see
And everyone after
Was some kind of headcase
And my high school dealer
Lived one bedroom over
Where would I be
Without you
My bad influences
INSTRUMENTAL
Speeding house DJs
Endlessly talking
Cranked up punk rockers
Burning every bridge
They can't be seen
Through filters on Insta
But my influences
They're following me
Where would I be
Without you
My bad influences
INSTRUMENTAL