Kneel under faith In growing despair Hung noose of charm I won't stop where you start Faith, torn apart Torn apart Torn apart Oh, no one Oh, no one No, no one Hears no one "Oh brother sleep, oh sister formality Your simple curriculum, opening, ever opening My Philippian, what do you want me to do?" "I want you to k** me Crushed to d**h I'm crushed to d**h" Faith, take it out Like a womb Take it out Oh, no one No, no one Oh, no one Hears no one My room is a mess My hair is black and blue My new phone is pink My dress is a fishnet dress My face looks soft My eye shadow is like Cleopatra My contacts are bright green My braces are real My pose is for you My freckles are for you My shirt has no bu*tons My finger is in my mouth My hijab is polkadot My head is resting on my wrist My gaze is never going to settle My beauty mark is from a pen My wig fell off into a pillow My smirk is a shadow My gla**es have purple frames My village is 6,600 miles away My arms are chubby My nose smells horrible smells My kiss comes from a scream My heart is going to crack in half My gold tooth is knocked out My baseball cap hides the truth My name is romantic My thoughts are petunias My bra strap is a new feeling My jaw is uneven and una**ured My posture is by demand My skirt is thrown up over my head My curls are fading fast My ambition is still, it is still to be a star My pajamas don't fit very well My knees hurt My little shirt matches my little shorts My skin feels like a breaking vase My appearance will stress you out My bikini looks dumb My shower is the least refreshing thing about it My only recourse is there is no recourse My bindi has been rubbed to the side My frown is for always My family will never see me again My goofy jokes hide my goofy damnation My ego's excuse: "It just happened" My tears and my drool are all the same My fear is for one and all My dead end childhood is just beginning My niqab is like a rose My motto is "Champagne for my real friends" My age is on a card and cannot be disputed My nails will be broken My pelvis will be broken My feather boa feels like the butcher shop My favorite band is "I don't know" My complexion is flawless for hours My awareness is the same as fainting My party is private My day has been endless My night cannot possibly go on It doesn't matter what you think Do anything you'd like Because I was born dead And I was born to die