Let's backtrack no road maps her worlds black
Everybody seems to get it but she's different and she knows that
Tries to wait for a light to guide her way, she's lost her faith, had it replaced by a case full of smiles that are fake to Plaster all over her face to make it through the day
So she asks herself
What the f*ck is the point? WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT?!
She only tried to run till she was totally numb
Despite her tries, in spite her cries, she watched their eyes pass right over her disguise because she wasn't special
Said the voice in her head
The source of her dread
The lies that it fed
That turned her eyes red
And saw that she bled
And wanted her dead
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
She would whisper
To an absentee listener
Cuz even with her "friends" around, she wanted to frown
She wandered from town to town deaf to feeling and looking for sound... waiting for that crash down
Until
Hey girl
I think I've got what you're looking for
You want an Identity don't you?
So drop your clothes to the floor
Just like that... Wow... you are so incredible... there's something about you that's... Unique... you have a gift
She wasn't used to these words of praise, but they weren't a mistake, it's easy to take, advantage of a wounded prey When everything's grey, she'd give anythang, for a shade, of color that would pull her heart, away from her brain
And all of a sudden she's suddenly some... body
It's the first time she's ever felt noticed
He knows this
Cuz all of her family and quote on quote friends, she'd only pretend, to let them in, again and again
So with no real connection got sick of the trend, which made her begin, to depend, on reactions
She would get through a camera lens
She doesn't care what breaks or bends
Hey girl
I think I've got what you're looking for
You want to feel special don't you?
So drop your clothes to the floor
The only way she knew, she fought
Drowned out that voice in her head, with the voices of cocks
But she never proved it wrong cuz she doesn't believe, that she, could ever be, more that her body
And she thinks without this if she screams
No one will listen cuz no one will care
So she accepts all of the bullshit lies, from horny guys, that tell her that her arts a prize, they love her eyes
When she knows, that at home, they're starin at her tits and thighs, with their friends who high five, every time
This bitch posts a pic
They're leaving comments while they're stroking their dick
They say that they love it, that she's so talented, and she knows that it's shit
But she looks down
And accepts it
Hey girl
I think I've got what you're looking for
You want to feel wanted don't you?
So drop your clothes to the floor
Hey girl
I think I've got what you're looking for
You want a reason for living
So drop your clothes to the floor