Writer: Ryan Walchonski, Sebastian Kinsler, Lydia Slocum, Jacob Kelley
Composer: Ryan Walchonski, Sebastian Kinsler, Lydia Slocum, Jacob Kelley
Lyrics
All my kisses and hugs
Are burning a hole
In my, in my pocket
In my pocket
In my pocket
In my pocket
Do I make you cringe?
Do I make you
Cringe online?
Do I make you cry
When I cross your mind?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Use my imagination to sin
Can't cough up the key to get in
Knocked up by a dead man
I'm thin, I'm alone in baby-making
Every fucking day of my life
Dead man's fucking me
I can't hide
I can't get him out from inside
Can't cough up the key to get in
Do I make you
Cringe online?
Did I ruin your day
When I cross your mind?
Looking through
Your profile every time
Your username
Something99
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Do you wanna be in my pocket?
Jacob Kelley, Lydia Slocum, Ryan Walchonski, Sebastian Kinsler