LYRIC

There are things so tender about me
Like my lips, my fringe and my skin
Although it's wrong, I long for reception
I wanna sing like those garbage indie bands

Communities filled pain and distinction
Where pretty scars make good reputation
I read your blog about molestation
And then I sung like those garbage indie bands

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