| You’re making my skin wanna crawl into all of these cracks and these crevices
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| Don’t worry I know how to have a good time
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| Just don’t need to smile to be enjoying myself
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| Don’t put me on a shelf
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| I’m not here for your enjoyment, your amusement
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| I don’t need to have a reason, no
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| Don’t need to have a reason at all
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| Don’t need to have a prince at my ball
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| How about right now I’m my own prince
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| Maybe I wouldn’t cease to exist
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| Without a man to do the hard things
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| Maybe you picked the wrong girl
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| But there’s not one girl
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| Who deserves your aggression
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| I’ll give you a confession
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| I used to fall for this bullshit
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| But let’s stop regressing
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| How about I take your patriarchy, your misogyny
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| And I put it in the backyard
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| And set fire to it
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| I’m gonna put it in the backyard
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| It’s already lit
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| I’m gonna put it in the backyard
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| And set fire to it
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| I’m gonna put it in the backyard
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| It’s already lit
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| I’m gonna put it in the backyard
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| And set fire to it
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| I’m gonna put it in the backyard
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| It’s already lit
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| Woo
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| It’s already lit |