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Last night I had a vision I could live without permission I'm in the kitchen breaking dishes What's the difference if I don't nick one? 'Cause maybe they'll call me a joke Like I'm Becky on coke But I'm Britney on Lithium Cut on my lips just to send you a kiss with 'em I'm over rubbing my cunt Send me a key to unlock me a bomb We don't care about tongue We got the numbers but don't want the sum These days got me in a slump White women voted for Trump But this white woman bumping this white woman If we point fingers then we just gon' fight women Everyone's A-OK If you don't look too hard We could pretend we're happy Like we know who we are Everybody's doing just great If you don't look too hard We could pretend we're happy Like we know who we are Like we know who we are Like we know who we are There's nothing wrong with anyone Everything's perfect Don't have to call me anymore 'Cause everything's perfect You hit me when the lights go dark And say you gotta be, gotta be Gotta be, gotta be strong If you're the one that's doing me wrong Then why I gotta be, gotta be Gotta be, gotta be strong? There's nothing wrong with anyone Everything's perfect Don't need to ask how I'm hanging on I swear I'm fucking perfect You hit me when the lights go dark I'll tie you up, string you up Blood in my sippy cup Show your lovers who you are Now you gotta be, gotta be Gotta be, gotta be strong There's nothing wrong with anyone Everything's perfect Don't need to ask how I'm hanging on I swear I'm fucking perfect
Writer(s): Tony Rodini, Gabriel Liebowitz, Lisa Dawn Vitale, David Singer-vine, Lincoln Solomon Jesser, Daniel Kin Jun Chein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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