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scissor hands

by 9tails

[Verse]
Nose lame as f*ck, get it pierced like a bull
I live and I die to be different
If we f*ck, just know that my hearts not involved
I learned I could numb my emotions
Think my body don't make tears no more
Couldn't give a f*ck about the feelings
f*ck a plan last thing I'm gonna do is pull through
Too busy sharing thoughts with the ceiling
Mid-September I'll be f*cking crazy
Swear to god I'm ugly no one wanna date me
I been so f*cked up I want it please don't save me
Whenever I'm stuck like this all my dreams amazing
When I make plans respond within the f*cking minute
I'm not busy but I hate it
10 minutes tops and I'm not waiting
Like what the f*ck you contemplating for so long
You wouldn't do this if I made it and blew up
I always hated being sheltered
I'm not yours just give it up
I go to parties full of strangers
Just to come through and f*ck it up
At least my music going good
But knowing me I'll prolly f*ck it up
Tonight my head is feeling good
But of course I always drug it up
I went from always being late
To pretty much never showing up
I went from I don't have a plug
To damn my plug is coming clutch
Think my body don't make tears no more
Couldn't give a f*ck about the feelings
f*ck a plan last thing I'm gonna do is pull through
Too busy sharing thoughts with the ceiling