One two three
I spend my days yeah ripping out pages
Flipping out in my basement
Big red pen I dive right in I gotta get to grading
Oxford commas, list my traumas, then I go erase them
Can’t validate my feeling gotta put them in quotations
Why do I despise every time I
Try to just be kind to my own mind
I don’t ever get it right
Good grief!
My biggest enemy is me
Wanted poster on the screen
Mom I made it on TV
Good grief!
My sanity is weak
Bullied it right out of me
My B
Good good grief
Good grief!
Blowing up daisies crying like a baby trying to recreate them
Toothpick and glue can’t hide my issues just an imitation
I live with a hater God I hate her she’s fun like starvation
I’m hungry for attention sue me I need some validation
Why do I despise every time that I
Try to just be kind to my own mind
I don’t ever get it right
Good grief!
My biggest enemy is me
Wanted poster on the screen
Mom I made it on TV
Good grief!
My sanity is weak
Bullied it right out of me
My B
Good good grief
Good grief!
My biggest enemy is me me me
Me
Good grief!
Mom I made it on TV
Good grief!
My biggest enemy is me
Wanted poster on the screen
Mom I made it on TV
Good grief!
My sanity is weak
Bullied it right out of me
My B
Good good grief
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