Hey you, look at me
I know you’re a delicate doll
I don’t want your dollars; I want your disaster
I hate you; I just hate you
Why don’t you stop of breath one second for stop of breath forever?

I don’t make part of your pink world
You and your friends are just stupid dolls
I don’t want put myself in your place
Don’t even hear your story.

Don’t tell me “I told you”
I won’t hear your bittersweet words
Suddenly you’ll disappear
Once I was your friend
But I stayed scared with the fact of became one of you
I won’t love what you love.

You’re a perfect denial, you love tags
They call you bitch and I ask:
“You feel shame deeply or you’re always like this?”
Your mouth is just a foolishness machine.