Lyrics: Rila Ogawa
Music: Rila Ogawa/Airon Gauff/Abby Walker
No,no don't look at me
Hands down my throat to get rid of the feeling in my chest or in my head
Feeling like I'm dying and it's too quiet
And they're all looking at me
Why can't I just be perfect like you,god
Their eyes undressing me,mom
You should hear what they say about girls like you with ambition like yours
They don't know the ****ing half of it
I will reclaim my anger for the last time,and accept this for the first
They're inebriated,and I'm a writer
Words won't stop until the ink runs through my veins again
I love this so much,I will let it kill me
And I will run like a girl until my body gives out and is eaten by this soil you claim is yours
Let me get swallowed by this earth and be remembered as good