Luvwillow, Gothlovee - My Lifes A Cliché lyrics

Can you see my ribcage? I'll
Put it on display
I got BB simons on, I feel like an icon
I'll be Tate, and you'll be Violet
I know that you love the violence
And I'm famous, but I hate it
My life's a cliche

Brand new diet, I feel so weak
My life's a nightmare, but it's so chic
Hungry, hungry, I feel ugly
Do you wanna see my spine?
Sippin' on formaldehyde
My soul's been broken
My heart's been stolen
I just got a new face, now I'm so two-faced
My body hurts, and I fell in the hallway
I have a friend named w6lker, and he's gay
And now there's plastic in me
Feel like Kimmy
My life's a joke, but it's not silly
Last night I went to bed crying
I wokе up and I felt like dying
I know that I messеd up
I feel like my heart's stuck
Call me on my iPhone, I'll show you my bones

Can you see my ribcage? I'll
Put it on display
I got bb simons on, I feel like an icon
I'll be Tate and you'll be Violet
I know that you love the violence
And I'm famous, but I hate it
My life's a cliche

I don't go to the mall
'cuz' they're watching
There's voices in my head
And they won't ever stop talking

They won't stop talking, oh
Can you hear them, baby?
Your body's rotting i'm such a zombie
And all your tears are shedding
Oh, come and love me
It's not like you will let me oh
Slit my wrist take me bitch
I don't wanna live
I'm so rich, and you're a dumbass bitch
I'm a witch, cast a spell on your kids
Oh, oh make me famous

It's the fucking illuminati