i'm that girl you wish you knewi'm only famous in my roomi walk that catwalki play my own guitari believe i'm beautifuland i'm a superstarcue blackout..
it hurts more when I think of your eyesinnocent and corruptedlike you believe in your own set of liesnaively and on purpose.they were green not with e..
i feel like i'm in warfare between hours and secondsit hides its face in shame behind its handsit knows i'd do anything to winmaybe i've finally found..