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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Be Steadwell
Be Steadwell
Performer
Asha Santee
Asha Santee
Drums
Tierra Allen
Tierra Allen
Vocal Ensemble
Kiana Parker
Kiana Parker
Vocal Ensemble
Khadija Carr
Khadija Carr
Vocal Ensemble
Jasmine C. Robinson
Jasmine C. Robinson
Vocal Ensemble
Jaz Hall
Jaz Hall
Vocal Ensemble
Marie Tatti Aqeel
Marie Tatti Aqeel
Lead Vocals
Brendale Carter
Brendale Carter
Lead Vocals
Josh Machiz
Josh Machiz
Upright Bass
Brandynn Marshall
Brandynn Marshall
Vocal Ensemble
Chanelle Ignant
Chanelle Ignant
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rebekah Steadwell
Rebekah Steadwell
Songwriter

Lyrics

Dear Ex. Girl you know I’ll always love you.
Dear Ex. Thank you.
Dear Ex. I hope you finally learned how to cook.
Dear Ex. Give me back my FUCKING RED SHOES.
Dear Ex. I’m sorry you never got to see how magnificent I am.
Dear Ex. I’m sorry you never got to see how sexy I am.
Oh. You mean those red Jordan’s? Tssss I’m keeping those!
Dear Ex. You will never put your hands on me again.
Dear Ex. My credit score is thriving without you.
Dear Ex. I’ve gotten really good at making myself come.
Ey dear Ex! You cute or whateva but um. I’M IN LOVE WITH ME NOW.
So. You know.
You were the love.
You were the light.
You were the greatest.
But you weren’t the one for me.
I thought the world began and ended with you.
What a small world that would be.
I give kisses to my exes and their next boos
And their new girls and their new new girls too.
Though I miss you everyday.
I pray
As I grow up a little higher I know
Sunlight still shines when I’m alone.
And it’s beautiful today.
Fell in love with a girl.
She’s so weird she’s so free
Fell in love with a girl.
And she smiles just like me
Fell in love with a girl
And she’s like no one else
Fell in love with a girl.
Fell in love with my own thick thighs
Brown eyes good-god-damn self
Wait but like isn’t it crazy
How you could be like a late bloomer
And end up loving the grown up iteration of yourself?
I’ve been a witch
I’ve been a slut
I’ve been a gambler
But I’ve been no one but me
I was a mess when we broke up, I was in shambles.
Broken and wild and free.
I give love to my lovers
And my next boos and my new girls and my new new girls too.
W fall in love then apart.
As I grow up a little higher I know sunlight
Still shines when I’m alone
And no one else owns my heart.
Fell in love with a girl.
She’s so weird she’s so free
Fell in love with a girl.
And she smiles just like me
Fell in love with a girl
And she’s like no one else
Fell in love with a girl.
Fell in love with my own thick thighs
Brown eyes good-god-damn self
At the bottom there’s a bottle.
At the bottom there’s a mirror.
And a cliche so true.
You will say falling
Until you fall in love with you.
Fell in love with a girl.
She’s so weird she’s so free
Fell in love with a girl.
And she smiles just like me
Fell in love with a girl
And she’s like no one else
Fell in love with a girl.
Fell in love with my own thick thighs
Brown eyes good-god-damn self
Fell in love with a girl.
She’s so weird she’s so free
Fell in love with a girl.
And she smiles just like me
Fell in love with a girl
And she’s like no one else
Fell in love with a girl.
Fell in love with my own thick thighs
Brown eyes good-god-damn self
Fell in love with my four eyes, gap tooth, no label zaddy boo self!
Fell in love with my own soft arms no harm good God-damn self!
Fell in love with my light skinned-tomboy, down south country self!
Fell in love with my thick waist, cute face, curvy god-damnn self.
Fell in love with my sober, emo, single god-damn self.
My 4c stretch marks!
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
That’s me now girl!
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
I’m always in the middle of a circle of twerkers.
Written by: Rebekah Steadwell
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