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mrgirl – emily dickinson lyrics

would you rather be famous and then forgotten forever?
or live invisible now but be always remembered
hiding in your bedroom, pen and ink on the pad
playing with your p+ssy while you finger your ass

that’s how i picture you
f+cking yourself anne frank style
hiding from these n+z+s
if you saw me now you’d probably think
i should’ve done the same
maybe could’ve kept my thoughts a secret

i bet it’s why you dread it — them footsteps
r+t+rds be creepin’
hunting down anyone who makes them uncomfortable
so they can snuff them out
all we can do is lock the door
(and rub one out maybe three or four ’til the sun comes out)
cowards stay dropped down, thinking they can run somehow
can’t hide behind your rhymes forever
i’mma show you how my cum comes out

you freaky b+tch
lemme see that cl+t
attention to detail
painstaking, m+st+rbating
naw woman — this one be called slave+baitin’ (whoosh)
it may be gross but we both know
my f+ckin’ voice still gets you all wet
lonely twisted girls, it’s mr. girl, here to set you off
[chorus]
you’re screaming but i can’t leave you alone
i should pack up my toys and just go
i see it, everything that you’re tryna hide
you’re disgusting inside
you’re crying but i can’t let you escape
i don’t know if it’s pleasure or pain
can’t have one without the other
so let’s call ’em the same
they’re calling it rape
but you just keep on callin’ my name

we grew up on the same street
on amhurst and main street
i was 576 — you were 280
all those demons that my family went and put in my head
and when i sleep, death stands at the foot of my bed

man, such wasted potential
coulda been a doctor or lawyer (pediatrician)
but what if it’s not real encouragement?
what if your mom’s just a voyeur?
and your dad wants to live through you like some narcissist voodoo
but he’s also threatened so he cuts you down so hard it gets to you

so you use youtube to keep yourself too f+ckin’ busy and dumb
you don’t got nothin’ to say
that way you don’t upset anyone
now you’re obsessed with your looks
really believe in these crooks
you think you’re rebelling by f+cking not reading books
for every emily we find, we throw ten in the trash
yo, these n+z+s keep telling me that they’ll give me the gas
throw me in the f+ckin’ oven like sylvia plath
yeah this army of darkness is turning me into ash (f+ck you)

when i got banned, did i quit?
no
have i k!lled myself?
no
“he didn’t mean it”
that’s what i tell myself

what’s your body count?
for pushing people off the edge makin’ them plummet?
what’s my count for all the times i brought ’em back from it, huh?

so b+tch open the door, come out
this is it —
what i’m doin’ it for
whether you’re a witch or you’re a wh0re
this is a war (c’mon)
you can’t stay hidden no more
a room of one’s own is just a prison if you’re afraid to leave
but baby girl, don’t worry
i’m kidnapping you to make you free
[chorus]
you’re screaming, but i can’t leave you alone
i should pack up my toys and just go
i see it, everything that you’re tryna hide
you’re disgusting inside
you’re crying but i can’t let you escape
i don’t know if it’s pleasure or pain
can’t have one without the other
so let’s call ’em the same
they’re calling it rape
but you just keep on callin’ my name

- mrgirl lyrics

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