Can i be sincere
Can i be myself with you
Do you like my fears
Do you want the ugly truth
Can you see my face
Tell me what should i replace
Cognitive therapy
It will make me to believe
Break the mirrors
I’m sick of this attention
It’s giving me a shiver
I hate to be attractive
Should i be the doll when i'm alive
Should i be the worship of a lie
Tell me should i worship you a lie
Worship you a lie
Worship you a lie
Should i be the one who you desire
Should i hide the darkness of the night
Tell me should i bury me alive
Bury me alive
Bury me alive
I’m vomiting in bathroom
I’m objecting my body
I’m falling on the floor
I can’t see clear no more
I’m tearing my own skin
Cause beauty is a toxin
I can’t escape this hell around
I wish that i’d be fucking dumb
Break the mirrors
I’m sick of this attention
It’s giving me a shiver
I hate to be attractive
Stop pretending
That you can understand me
I wish that you could see a thing
I wish that you could see
Should i be the doll when i'm alive
Should i be the worship of a lie
Tell me should i worship you a lie
Worship you a lie
Worship you a lie
Should i be the one who you desire
Should i hide the darkness of the night
Tell me should i bury me alive
Bury me alive
Bury me alive
I’m selling you my soul
Or should i be a doll