Levigne - QNT lyrics

02, tube gone through the veins
With balloons strung up like bombs to inflate
That exact second was involved in defame
The whole time coming
You a moth to the flame
Or I was, attraction to a false prophecy
Unseen eyes tried to keep watching me
Grandmother's cancer, had lost ovaries
Kinda wish you did too
So you'd halt properly
The child raised the grown
Grown still hasn't prospered
But the child's been primed for
The paint leaking off her
Fuck it, constant torment from all sides
Whore meant to show then
Encouragе them fall by
I don't remain when advеrsities arise
Move like eviction
I'm too fine to stock mine
Don't bowl near the gutter if
You can't handle lost time
You go for a strike
But can't strike when you're online

Ballad of the "I'm so fucking
Through with all the lies"
Of the "I don't give a single
Fuck if y'all can't realize
That all the shit that I have been
Through has been under a disguise
Swept under the rug
Then pulled right from out your eyes"

Admit that you unconsciously accept
That your demise
Is imminent, unstoppable, and almost realized
I've seen you in person
But it felt like I was blind
Life seems like it's a chore to you
New drugs to see you by
No reactions, it's personally you
Don't blame the scapegoat
Suicidal maniac composed pain in rainbows
Okay, computer stolen from Kid A
Through E to make holes
Fill with more money like
A governmental payphone
Cash cow a fat cow, sow cracked to blackout
Smackdown, laugh out loud, tap the rack mouth
Broken since release
Day one patch wasn't passed out
Can't get ahead 'cause your
Head's on some assclown's
Mad for the last gown
Pad's fucking wacked out
Swing and fucking missed
But one jab and you tap out
Wing Span small, but that span captures rats
How the hell you let this happen? Why
The fuck can't you back down

Ballad of the "shut the fuck up
I'm on the phone"
Of the "notice me not being noticed
'cause I'm on my own"
Of the "everyone has left me
Because they're pieces of shit
And I'm the only person who knows
What's correct and what is wrong"

Pen chrome, lend hoes that
Fend prone, don't get chrome back
Mat when perceived not be all bad
Then get fucked over, regret all that
Actions have consequences
You forget all that?
The people you rely on can't get all that
Kids raised to raise raised
Rays send all back
No reflections, only shadows
You can't bend all that
Wouldn't flourish without a presence
So you gave the gift of life
To people who didn't ask to
Have conditions on their rights
Normalcy averted, success of every type
Except for reasoning
Stuck walking in to fire fights with knifes
To get stabbed in the back
By people I admire, next
Timings dire, I require iodine and X
By the fire, scorch earth
Burn whatever the fuck is left
Leave no traces that you
Would've ever had neglect

Ballad of the of the
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