Do you want to see what's under my skin?
Push it down and drag it up and stick your fingers in
Whole fucking body's an ugly art piece
My cute ghost drew it with a little red Sharpie
Took a trip down Mulholland Drive
She said there's bugs inside her thighs
The one who cares, I think she's been replaced
An uncanny visage plastered across a once friendly face
If it hurts so much, why do you fake it?
She's wasting scissors, she thinks she can take it
If it hurts so much, why do you fake it?
She's wasting scissors, she thinks she can take it
If it hurts so much, why do you fake it?
(She said there's bugs inside her thighs)
She's wasting scissors, she thinks she can take it
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