Baby's born on a bathroom floor
Her mother prays that it'll never cry
But nothing's wrong you've got your prom dress on
When they ask you'll say "it isn't mine"
You know there gonna know bạn lied
Why the hell don't bạn throw yourself away?
You know there gonna burn it down
Wash my, hands of this
You notice how god ain't even helping bạn out
You notice how god ain't even helping you
Why the hell don't bạn throw yourself away?
You know there gonna burn it down
So keep the way you're feeling anonymous
And hide it all until the ngày bạn die
Your secrets safe, at least bạn thought it was
You can only keep it for...
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