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I couldn't be, I couldn't be myself because Cuz you didn't want me to, I'm sorry I couldn't see, I couldn't see myself above Cuz you didn't want me to I couldn't really really really be my best self could I? Should I? You never really really wanted me to get help Could I? Should I? I couldnt really really Bechdel, bechdel Couldn't pass it like a red shell, Knocked out Your heaven was the best hell Got lucky 3 sevens in a hotel no room, Just to get back at you Just to get myself back-back in the mood, Mood ring matte black, B-Fraser out the tomb Too quick now I'm back in the sun And I can do what I want Yeah i can do what I want And they always wanna un-pack Feelings make good when you on the way up And they always wanna come back Typing up books like you gonna stay up I couldn't be, I couldn't be myself because Cuz you didn't want me to, I'm sorry I couldn't see, I couldn't see myself above Cuz you didn't want me to I couldn't really really really be my best self could I? Should I? You never really really wanted me to get help Could I? Should I? I couldnt really really