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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SMITH
SMITH
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lux Smith
Lux Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SMITH
SMITH
Producer
justdoitBRISK
justdoitBRISK
Producer

Lyrics

VERSE 1:
Air so
Air so hot when you breathe in
It fills your lungs up with weight and
Moves you forward
But like a fuckin' train
It barrels you along
Like you don't exist
Oh well
Pangs of loneliness
So sharp I check for blood
Put two fingers to my throat
To make sure I still have a pulse
CHORUS:
Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch
Imma
Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch
Look like 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
VERSE 2:
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
Well I'd
Like to say that
I forget
But I remember everything
I remember what I did
I remember all I said
I'm just a
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
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
CHORUS
Written by: Lux Smith, Michael Anthony Smith
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