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I don't know who I am today Pristine, rotting in my brain (brain, brain, brain) Impossible not to miss me At least you still think I'm pretty Different additions, it's all the same Better suck it up, baby, you'll be outta luck Better keep the money coming or you'll never be enough Your tears are worth buying Your pain is enticing them Guessing it's a bit fucked up Guess you know a little and a little too much Staying too in, till I'm out of touch Keep it quiet 'cause you're being too loud Flatter myself in front of a crowd What the hell am I If you're not around? I can be everything you want So I'll play nice, lеarn how to be soft Better suck it up, baby, you'll bе outta luck Better keep the money coming or you'll never be enough Your tears are worth buying Your pain is enticing them Letras de canciones Guessing it's a bit fucked up Guess you know a little and a little too much Staying too in, till I'm out of touch Keep it quiet 'cause you're being too loud Flatter myself in front of a crowd What the hell am I If you're not around? Guessing it's a bit fucked up Guess you know a little and a little too much Staying too in, till I'm out of touch Keep it quiet 'cause you're being too loud Flatter myself in front of a crowd What the hell am I If you're not around? Guessing it's a bit fucked up Guess you know a little and a little too much Staying too in, till I'm out of touch (Staying too in, till I'm out of touch) Keep it quiet 'cause you're being too loud (Too loud) Flatter myself in front of a crowd (In a crowd) What am I (What am I?) If you're not around? (What am I?) From Letras Mania