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Air so, so hot when you breathe in It fills your lungs up with weight and Moves you slowly, but like a fuckin' train It barrels you along like you don't exist, oh Pangs of loneliness So sharp I check for blood Put two fingers to my throat To make sure I still have a pulse Spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch I'm a spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch Look like a spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch I wish it weren't But it's the way it is It's how it looks from the outside Looking in It's hard to tell what's going on With motives so murky and dark Never clear oh, yeah Well, I'd like to say that I forget But I remеmber everything I rеmember what I did I remember all I said I'm just a Spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch I'm a spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch Look like a spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch I wish it weren't But it's the way it is A total knockout By myself With me as a contender, I won't need anyone else's help I'm sure I'll get it either way I try to remember things almost always aren't what they seem Just like that Blood from a stone Just like that Spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch I'm a spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch Look like a spoiled stupid little cunt ass bitch I wish it weren't But it's the way it is