Debbie Downer (feat. Maggie Lindemann)

Everyone's going to the party on Friday
And when she walks in they be looking at her sideways
She's a little too drunk falling over in the door way
She don't give a fuck they be talking bout her anyway

They're like: Brrr, it's cold in here
She suck the life outta your atmosphere
I said: Brrr, it's cold in here
All black everything sad and weird

It's me
Debbie, Debbie downer
Rain cloud
Floating all around her
Hear 'em now
Saying: That girl is too aggressive
Too, too aggressive

It's me
Debbie, Debbie downer
Burned out
Look a little sour
Hear 'em now
Saying: That girl is too depressive
Too, too depressive

Cold like ice ice ice
They all talk shit and they love to hate her
They really just mad 'cause they all wanna taste her
Drain a bottle straight to the face doing hot shit
She's at the show front row throwing up in the moshpit

They're like: Brrr, it's cold in here
She suck the life outta your atmosphere
I said: Brrr, it's cold in here
All black everything sad and weird

It's me
Debbie, Debbie downer
Rain cloud
Floating all around her
Hear 'em now
Saying: That girl is too aggressive
Too, too aggressive

It's me
Debbie, Debbie downer
Burned out
Look a little sour
Hear 'em now
Saying: That girl is too depressive
Too, too depressive

Cold like ice ice ice
Like ice ice ice
She's cold
All black everything sad and weird

It's me
Debbie, Debbie downer
Rain cloud
Floating all around her
Hear 'em now
Saying: That girl is too aggressive
Too, too aggressive

It's me
Debbie, Debbie downer
Burned out
Look a little sour
Hear 'em now
Saying: That girl is too depressive
Too, too depressive

Cold like ice ice ice
Oh-ee, oh-ee, oh
Not so nice