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I HOPE YOU DON’T EVER GET TO LOVE ME
HOW DO I ACCEPT YOU WHEN I DON’T LOVE ME
IT’S A WORK IN PROGRESS, BABY, TRUST ME
I’VE LEARNED MORE THESE PAST 2 YEARS
SELF AWARENESS IN THE FORM OF TEARS
COLLECTED. DRANK IT. WORE IT ON MY SLEEVES
CONQUER MY INNER BITCH
SPIT IN THE FACE OF FEAR
AWARE OF MY GLITCHES
EMOTIONS BOTTLED BEHIND THE CHEERS
YOU SAY THAT IM CHANGING
ISN’T THAT WHAT GROWTH IS?
YOU SAY YOU MISS THE OLD THING
BUT THAT WAS HIS, THIS IS ME
HE’S NOT HOME, MAYBE COME BACK AT THREE
OR MAYBE DON’T COME BACK AT ALL
YOU’D CATCH ME IF I’D FALL
BUT YOU WOULDN’T PICK ME UP AT ALL
YOU’RE STANDING OVER ME
THAT’S THE ONLY REASON YOU LOOK TALL
I AIN’T ON YOUR SCHEDULE
I AIN’T ON NO SCHEDULE
CREDIT KARMA, YOU HAVE NO CREDENTIALS
THC OILS, THOSE ARE THE ESSENTIALS
MENDED MEMORIES QUICKLY DISMANTLED
BUT IT AIN’T NOTHING I CAN’T HANDLE
IM OUT OF CONTROL
IT WAS NOTHING YOU CAN HANDLE









