Glitter on her eyes-
Eyeliner took a million tries.
She's calculating lies;
It's all part of her disguise
Bleach frying up her hair.
Act like she don't really care.
She's got a dead vacant stare;
She's plotting my despair!
She'll wear a different face -
She trying to replace.
Lies:
Spoken through sharpened teeth
Disguise
Her motives deep underneath
Unwise
To play her games - it's all defeat.
God why ...
God why?
Don't try to hard,
I gotta pay it cool -
It's kinda hard with my
Anxiety a whirl.
He told me I'm his one-
But now it's said and done
Move onto "different" kinda fun...
My burden must weigh tonnes!
Lies:
Spoken through sharpened teeth
Disguise
Her motives deep underneath
Unwise
To play her games - it's all defeat.
God why ...
God why?
My god can't you just let the dying rest?
(R.I.P. me!)
Vulture culture: she think she's a charmer...
She just infests.
(She's SUCH a narcissist.)
Feast on my blood, my love, his body -
(Does she also have a boy collection?)
Act like she never meant to try to harm me.
(She's such a good liar!)
Lies:
Spoken through sharpened teeth
Disguise
Her motives deep underneath
Unwise
To play her games - it's all defeat.
GOD!
Lies:
Spoken through sharpened teeth
Disguise
Her motives deep underneath
Unwise
To play her games - it's all defeat.
God why ...
God ...
Why.