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perry maysun - please tell me i'm pretty lyrics

[intro]
they didn’t believe you could never get me there to find out the truth of what i’ve realized
i can’t be naïve anymore
i+ i woke up and it ain’t a fuzz anymore
you know, i’m gonna get it together and i’m gonna start playing
like let me+ tell me the honest truth
did+ did i know more than+ than you do?
did i discover it or something?
because it’s all just come to me the last few weeks

[verse 1]
i hope the fall leaves don’t consumе me
i been way too f+cked up beforе you knew me
uh, tryna turn pain poetic, painting a blatant message
short as your favorite sentence: “tell me i’m pretty please”
yeah, pretty please skinny arms don’t fit the sleeves
pity party spitting sorry rhymes til’ i’m 53
“where’d you get that number from?”
f+ck it maybe 63, but nah
i’ll do 65 if rapping keep my ass alive
you ain’t had your grace in walking since you lost your footing
toupée words expose the truth beneath the thoughts
he shouldn’t, too late
moments fully passed so don’t attack the clock
shoe lace caps coming off, let me get a lighter
and burn it just to hold that sh+t together
label him a fighter
just cause sh+t got dark and you pushed through
don’t mean its getting brighter
[bridge]
oh, f+ck, don’t mean its getting brighter
oh, f+ck, don’t mean its getting brighter

[verse 2]
please tell me that i’m pretty (you f+cking ugly b+tch)
i can’t explain it but somethings missing
uhh, self competition, in every composition
make contradictions sprout and grow
then you grow and begin to hate the words
let it wash away, heavy storms a f+cking different kind of rain
embrace the insignificance i view it as a freedom
that this sh+t don’t matter
breathing, bleeding, eating, leaving
we all f+cking end up at the same place, sleeping
so we either grip on for your remaining years
or you could act like a b+tch and sit remaining tears
this sh+t a horror movie, pay to live in fear
or you could find a partner and live in fear with them
can’t escape the threat, looming over head
for pests who needed debt
sick of being quiet, sh+t was cap been trying to forget
how did all this blood and flesh take steps, become a dirty mess
show them what his artwork represents
the belt don’t change my head
[outro: perry maysun and james glass]
the belt don’t f+cking
the belt don’t change sh+t
they smell like a pound of bullsh+t!

- perry maysun lyrics

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