| Last night, I had a vision
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| I could live without permission
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| I’m in the kitchen breaking dishes
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| What’s the difference if I don’t knick one?
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| 'Cause maybe they’ll call me a joke
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| Like I’m Becky on coke
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| But I’m Britney on lithium
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| Cut out my lips just to send you a kiss with 'em (Mwah)
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| I’m over rubbing my cunt
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| Send me a key to unlock me a bomb
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| We don’t care about tongue
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| We got the numbers but don’t want the sum
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| These days got me in a slump
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| White women voted for Trump
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| But this white woman bumping this white woman
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| If we point fingers, then we just gon' fight women (Mwah)
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| Everyone’s A-OK
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| If you don’t look too hard
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| We could pretend we’re happy
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| Like we know who we are
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| Everybody’s doing just great
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| If you don’t look too hard
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| We could pretend we’re happy
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| Like we know who we are
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| Like we know who we are
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| Like we know who we are
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| There’s nothing wrong with anyone
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| Everything’s perfect
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| Don’t have to call me anymore
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| 'Cause everything’s perfect
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| You hit me when the lights go dark
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| And say you gotta be, gotta be
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| Gotta be, gotta be strong
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| If you’re the one who’s doing me wrong
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| Then why I gotta be, gotta be
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| Gotta be, gotta be strong?
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| There’s nothing wrong with anyone
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| Everything’s perfect
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| Don’t need to ask how I’m hanging on
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| I swear I’m fucking perfect
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| You hit me when the lights go dark
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| I’ll tie you up, string you up
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| Blood in my sippy cup
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| Show your lovers who you are
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| Now you gotta be, gotta be
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| Gotta be, gotta be strong
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| There’s nothing wrong with anyone
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| Everything’s perfect
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| Don’t need to ask how I’m hanging on
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| I swear I’m fucking perfect, yeah |