Lyrics: Diana Goldberg
Music: Joseph Feinstein/Diana Goldberg
Stuck in a grave that I dug myself
Keep your hand, I don't need no help
Oh no, mmhm
Look to the right then look to the left
I'm the queen with a new found head and neck
No I won't admit
I'm slowly losing my grip
Of all of the things that did
No I won't admit
That I'm, that I'm defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-dе-de-defeatеd
I haven’t had easy nights
'Cause good isn't good in my mind
Can't keep a word, that's a promise
But some things only blossom in the dark
Yeah, yeah
Stab my ego in the heart
I don't mind a golden scar
If you hate it from the start
I'mma be waving at you from afar
Now that you taking a shot at me
I’m busy shooting for stars
No I won't admit
I'm slowly losing my grip
Of all of the things that did
No I won't admit
That I'm, that I'm defeated
(Defeated)
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated
De-de-de-de-de-defeated