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Take off my shirt, loosen the buttons
And undo my skirt stare at myslef in the mirror
Pick me apart, piece by piece
Sorrow of decrease pressure release
I couldn’t work did more then called him
I’m more then dessert when it was over
Why did I wind up hurt? yes
But it taught me before a decision
Ask this question first
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can’t I endore some more?
Just like you did, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can’t I endore some more?
Just like you did, question existing
Take off my clothes
Show him that under here
I’m just like you
Do that mistakes that
Make make me a fool
Or a human with flaws
Admit that I’m lost
Around of applause
Take the abuse
Sometime it feels like
That they want me to lose
It’s entertainment it’s
Bad and it’s juice (noo)
But the question
Existing wether win or lose
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can’t I endore some more?
Just like you did, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can’t I endore some more?
Just like you did, question existing
Dear diary, entertaining is something I do for a living
This is not who I am I like to think that
I’m normal: I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, it sucks sometime
But when you’re in the spot light, everything seems good
Sometimes I feel like I have it worse 'cause
I always have to keep my gaurd up
I don’t know who to trust
I don’t know who wants to date me for who I am
Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am
GL5. RU
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can’t I endore some more?
Just like you did, question existing
Who am I living for?
Is this my limit?
Can’t I endore some more?
Just like you did, question existing