Acne
I hear them talking
People walking and stalking
Looking at my chest
Rosacea on my cheeks
Eczema on my knees
I'm itching
Skin creeping
Social anxiety, knees weakened
Skin graft, could delete it
Memories of you in different seasons
I love my acne scars
There's no reason
Get hemorrhoids, bulky
I see steroids
No shit I need retinoids
Don't tell me the scars on my chest
Won't get me boys
No queen wants to care for a peasant
Even if he a pretty boy
The dots on my shoulders represent
The stresses, that came with
All boys, the same
Yet act like they got no clue
The mental strain
Their words stick to your brain like glue
Belittle me, I'll leave you bruised
4 10 mean nothing, when left blue
90 pound nothing, honestly
Fighting never a muse
Why I paint and sip
Now that's a mood
Bow wow, outta my system
No I'm not a fucking burn victim
Bow down, rose
I'm sipping
Everyone say they love my art
But no pay downs
They will regret, what they left unsaid
When I'm burnt, part of the ground
Look around
Scars, stretch marks
Think before you make a remark
On someones body
We all love a bart
Aicarumba man, like Nokia said
You can go and suck my dick
Judge me then, may forgive forget
But forever rest in my head
Those cells are dead
Renewed, with you out of view
When I thought I was better off dead
Skin routine
Skin looking mean
Better looking than when 17
Remember he said wait until you're 20
You'll reach a 10
Looks whose clingy get off me
Quarantine, self loving me
While blasting old Gwen
I found my zen
Within me
Gotta love me because
I live within me
I hear them talking
People walking and stalking
Looking at my chest
Rosacea on my cheeks
Eczema on my knees
I'm itching
Skin creeping
Social anxiety, knees weakened
Skin graft, could delete it
Memories of you in different seasons
I love my acne scars, there's no reason
Try hard
Get hemorrhoids, bulky
I see steroids
No shit I need retinoids
Don't tell me the scars on my chest
Won't get me boys
No queen wants to care for a peasant
Even if he a pretty boy
The dots on my shoulders represent
The stresses, that came with
All boys, the same
Yet act like they got no clue
The mental strain
Their words stick to your brain like glue
Belittle me, I'll leave you bruised
4 10 mean nothing, when left blue
90 pound nothing, honestly
Fighting never a muse
Why I paint and sip
Now that's a mood
Bow wow, outta my system
No I'm not a fucking burn victim
Bow down, rose
I'm sipping
Everyone say they love my art
But no pay downs
They will regret, what they left unsaid
When I'm burnt, part of the ground
Look around
Scars, stretch marks
Think before you make a remark
On someones body
We all love a bart
People walking and stalking
Looking at my chest
Rosacea on my cheeks
Eczema on my knees
I'm itching
Skin creeping
Social anxiety, knees weakened
Skin graft, could delete it
Memories of you in different seasons
I love my acne scars
There's no reason
Get hemorrhoids, bulky
I see steroids
No shit I need retinoids
Don't tell me the scars on my chest
Won't get me boys
No queen wants to care for a peasant
Even if he a pretty boy
The dots on my shoulders represent
The stresses, that came with
All boys, the same
Yet act like they got no clue
The mental strain
Their words stick to your brain like glue
Belittle me, I'll leave you bruised
4 10 mean nothing, when left blue
90 pound nothing, honestly
Fighting never a muse
Why I paint and sip
Now that's a mood
Bow wow, outta my system
No I'm not a fucking burn victim
Bow down, rose
I'm sipping
Everyone say they love my art
But no pay downs
They will regret, what they left unsaid
When I'm burnt, part of the ground
Look around
Scars, stretch marks
Think before you make a remark
On someones body
We all love a bart
Aicarumba man, like Nokia said
You can go and suck my dick
Judge me then, may forgive forget
But forever rest in my head
Those cells are dead
Renewed, with you out of view
When I thought I was better off dead
Skin routine
Skin looking mean
Better looking than when 17
Remember he said wait until you're 20
You'll reach a 10
Looks whose clingy get off me
Quarantine, self loving me
While blasting old Gwen
I found my zen
Within me
Gotta love me because
I live within me
I hear them talking
People walking and stalking
Looking at my chest
Rosacea on my cheeks
Eczema on my knees
I'm itching
Skin creeping
Social anxiety, knees weakened
Skin graft, could delete it
Memories of you in different seasons
I love my acne scars, there's no reason
Try hard
Get hemorrhoids, bulky
I see steroids
No shit I need retinoids
Don't tell me the scars on my chest
Won't get me boys
No queen wants to care for a peasant
Even if he a pretty boy
The dots on my shoulders represent
The stresses, that came with
All boys, the same
Yet act like they got no clue
The mental strain
Their words stick to your brain like glue
Belittle me, I'll leave you bruised
4 10 mean nothing, when left blue
90 pound nothing, honestly
Fighting never a muse
Why I paint and sip
Now that's a mood
Bow wow, outta my system
No I'm not a fucking burn victim
Bow down, rose
I'm sipping
Everyone say they love my art
But no pay downs
They will regret, what they left unsaid
When I'm burnt, part of the ground
Look around
Scars, stretch marks
Think before you make a remark
On someones body
We all love a bart
Credits
Writer(s): Madilyn Wilson
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