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I was cold, I was lonely No one thought to even phone me Look at me now, I'm a fighter I'm a strong bitch, baby, I'm designer I'm tryna shine a light on, light on, light on Anybody sitting in the dark and crying Fix your make-up or your hair, pull up a seat over here Gotta do what you do to get by, yeah Back up, back up, we're in trouble again Hitman's out and it's on my head Back up, back up, I'ma do it my way Live to see another day So call me a saint, a slave to my brain Yeah, I got kicked out, but I can't escape it Safe to say I've seen better days But I'm not afraid anymore I grew up, I'm a big girl Stopped giving time to people that make me hurt Sometimes when I cry, it makes me better My tears are wetter now that I accept 'em I'm tryna shine a light on, light on, light on Don't hit the flight button, you'll just get a fight on Now put your fingers in the air screaming, "Fuck 'em, I don't care" Gotta do what you do to get by, yeah So call me a saint, a slave to my brain Yeah, I got kicked out, but I can't escape it Safe to say I've seen better days But I'm not afraid anymore I'm not looking to be saved Just picked out an early grave to bury shit Not me, just the weight that I've been carrying You would think you married into savage ways and arrogance, pathetic Not me, I'm making my exit outta here Out of here Out of here Out of here I'm out So call me a saint, a slave to my brain Yeah, I got kicked out, but I can't escape it Safe to say I've seen better days I'm not afraid anymore
Writer(s): Theresa Jarvis, George Werbrouck Edwards, Robert Mason, Alex Crosby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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