1. |
BWBB
02:46
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boys will be boys
will be boys
will be boys
she'll never speak again
you'll only tell her that it never happened
can't even trust a friend
they might just leave you for dead
and then they say "boys will be boys"
but these "boys" are men
and these girls didn't ask to be touched by them
it's not where she was
it's not how she dressed
and it's not her fault you don't know what consent is
if there's one in your company
i wonder when they're gonna come for me
boys will be boys
will be boys
will be boys
sorry i did it again
opened my mouth and now you're all threatened
avoid the point like the truth is a weapon
i'll aim it right at your neck then
when they say "boys will be boys"
but these "boys" ain't sh!t
and these girls shouldn't have to put up with it
it's not where she was
it's not how she dressed
and it's not her fault you don't know what consent is
if there's one in your company
i wonder when they're gonna come for me
and it must be nice for you to feel safe
when you walk down the street
but if you lay a hand on my sister again
you might lose some fxckin' teeth
boys will be boys
will be boys
will be boys
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2. |
House Of Mirrors
03:11
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brain dead
spend all my time sedated
hey mom and dad, i made it
graduated from the a-list to the basement
yeah
who knows? who cares?
(it hurts to see the truth)
house of mirrors out there
(reflected back at you)
vacant
spend all my time debating
like a worm when the rain ends
trying to make it off the pavement
where the grass is
cuz everything is greener in my head
i guess that's why i feel so disappointed
and i don't wanna deal with the consequence
does it matter in the end?
who knows? who cares?
(it hurts to see the truth)
house of mirrors out there
(reflected back at you)
who knows? who cares?
who knows? who cares?
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3. |
Spit It Out
03:07
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Such a pretty mouth
But ugly words always find their way out
Tell me to swallow them down
Sometimes I wanna erase myself
Erase myself
Erase myself
Erase myself
Erase myself
I like the space under your skin
I might invite myself in
I tried a taste of your medicine
It made me sick
I need to spit it out
Spit it out
Such a pretty girl
But Pretty things should be seen and not heard
Ornament on a shelf
You make me wanna erase myself
Erase myself
Erase myself
Erase myself
Erase myself
I like the space under your skin
I might invite myself in
I tried a taste of your medicine
It makes me sick
I need to spit it out
Spit it out
Spit it out
Spit it out
Spit it out
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4. |
Perfect Blue
03:25
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console me
clothe me in denial
wanna wear all the things you like
expose me
scold me like a child
good intentions that cut like a knife
looking back at a face, barely recognize you
but the eyes are a shade of the same perfect blue
i watched you change into someone new
saw it all degrade into deja vu
who are you?
perfect blue
control me
i don't own myself
just a product of your design
turning slowly into someone else
all these words in my mouth aren't mine
looking back at a face, barely recognize you
but the eyes are a shade of the same perfect blue
i watched you change into someone new
saw it all degrade into deja vu
who are you?
perfect blue
looking back at a face, barely recognize you
i watched you change
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5. |
Gaslight
02:53
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6. |
Uzumaki
03:31
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It doesn’t matter to me now
Sick of dragging this dead horse around
So much weight we don’t talk about
But it doesn’t matter to me now
Circle around again
This vicious cycle’s infinite
Like a dream where my teeth all fall out
On repeat
I keep telling myself
It doesn’t matter to me now
House of cards fell apart on the ground
Built it up just to knock it down
Cuz it doesn’t matter to me now
It doesn’t matter to me now
It doesn’t matter to me now
It doesn’t matter to me now
It doesn’t matter to me now
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