Don’t wanna hear about New York.
Don’t care who got the big money.
I don’t walk towards the light.
I don’t count my blessings.
Can’t accept my plot in life.
Can’t get tired of the fight.
I never count my blessings.
Sheepskin mamma bury your head in the sand.
Shames got you by the earlobes (souls she said).
I don’t lie to you. I don’t lie to you.
I don’t lie it’s true.
I don’t have any real friends.
I don’t live for attention, so fuck you.
I want to see my killing face.
I want to destroy the restless race.
Come on Jackie, tell me your real name.
Don’t ever count my blessing.
I don’t lie to you. I don’t lie to you.
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