It is a prophecy for me to put my pain all on the internet
For the world to see because I am so fucking depressed
Make fucked up art with my fucking up heart
I told you I was broken right from the start
Even though I'm rich, I still cut my wrists
Still cry bout shit, call me lost bitch
Don't want 2 blow up
Already glowed up
Don't want 2 show up
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