I can’t live with all this attention.
I have a monster inside of me,
but my outside is too pretty for it to be seen.
But yet, I am ignored.
They’re too consumed with him, and that can of hairspray.
Even though he’s dead and gone he’s still in the spotlight.
Oh, now they want him, now they love that their son was gay.1
I want to be invisible.2
We’re in the ballroom,
lipstick is smeared,
and truths unfold,
as we struggle not to be flame consumed.
Wow, wow, so weird.
What a fucked up wedding, we’ve forgotten the bride and groom.3
Power is a gun.
I’m something that I can’t correct.
He’s dead, and he’s still won,
My face is so wrecked.4
I’m not me, I’m all the others,
I’m not original, and I’m so fake.
I can’t even be better than my brother.
Even my birth was a mistake.
I hate everyone, I hate myself,
but even I am something that someone else can take.5
I want to be invisible.
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Raccheel you know what this is aboutt
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Hairspray??? I like it!!!
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Raccheel you know what this is aboutt
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OHHHH I DO KNOW WHAT IT'S ABOUT
I LOVE THIS EVEN MORE NOW
HOLY COW
I DIDN'T EVEN PICK IT UP THE FIRST TIME
HOW COULD I NOT, WITH HER FACE BEING MESSED UP AND THE CAN OF HAIRSPRAY
OH MY JESUS I'M SO DUMB
WOW LENORE I LOVE YOUR MIND
THIS IS AMAZINGER THAN EVER -
This may not be finished, but I like it a lot.
It sounds like Disturbed,
But not.
It's loud and angry..
I especially like this part:
"Power is a gun.
I’m something that I can’t correct.
He’s dead, and he’s still won,
My face is so wrecked."
Okay.
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