Lyrics: Romy Flores/Maize Jane Olinger/Cheska Zaide/David Burris/Nydge
Music: Romy Flores/Maize Jane Olinger/Cheska Zaide/David Burris/Nydge
God made me to be adored
You want me for yourself while I bleed out on the floor
I’ll rot and leave a pretty corpse
Only here to use tell me what my body’s for?
Lucky me I only turned 16 when all the boys around wanted to sink their teeth
And much to my surprise it was a guarantee that I’d be called a whore before my 17th
I didn’t ask to be here, didn’t ask to bleed
I don’t exist for you, oh, you don’t exist to me
God made me to be adored
You want me for yourself while I bleed out on the floor
I’ll rot and leave a pretty corpse
Only here to use tell me what my body’s for?
Call that body horror
Call that body horror
Looks that kill and make your mother cry
I’m growing sick to death of tryna do what’s right
If I don’t die a virgin hope I die tonight
Cuz i’m off to hell as sure as heaven’s high
I didn’t ask to be here, didn’t ask to bleed
I don’t exist for you, oh, you don’t exist to me
God made me to be adored
You want me for yourself while I bleed out on the floor
I’ll rot and leave a pretty corpse
Only here to use tell me what my body’s for?
Call that body horror
(Call that body horror)
Call me Madonna
Made up like your Martyr
Dressed to undress me
So do what you wanna
God made me to be adored
You want me for yourself while I bleed out on the floor
I’ll rot and leave a pretty corpse
Only here to use tell me what my body’s for?
Call that body horror
Call that body horror