Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Lately I've been feeling so unworthy
Cause everything I do makes me feel ugly
I hate the skin I'm in
My hairs too curly
Picking at my face until its bleeding
I was feeling cute
But maybe I'll delete
I look into the mirror
And I hate who I see
I feel nauseous, nauseous
My mind gets toxic toxic
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Dance
I was feeling cute
But maybe I'll delete
I look into the mirror
And I hate who I see
I feel nauseous, nauseous
My mind gets toxic toxic
I got a gun to my head
And I'm crying now
The voices at night scream like out loud
The color of my skin keeps on standing out
Is that why I keep getting casted out
I was feeling cute
But maybe I'll delete
I look into the mirror
And I hate who I see
I feel nauseous, nauseous
My mind gets toxic toxic
Toxic, toxic ,toxic ,toxic
Toxic, toxic, toxic, toxic
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
Tell me whatcha want, tell me whatcha need
I'm running for my life, got me on my knees
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