Dirty Laundary
Closed doors and stuffy places
Pretty scars and shameless faces
I I wanna go somewhere
Where no one digs at my skin
You judge me by the things they say
Don't label me by the words you've heard
From someone
Someone who's a stranger just like you
And no I'm not perfect I'll admit
But perfectly one with my flaws
I have become
So if you wanna see behind these closed doors
With your filty intentions
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door Ooooooooohhh
I'm terrified of open spaces
They leave me bare
So so sick of the anxiety in my chest
Run down run down run down
All the colors in here
The shades of crimson and grey
Oh the colors consume
Oh the colors consumes
And no I'm not perfect I'll admit
But perfectly one with my flaws
I have become
So if you wanna see behind these closed doors
With your filty intentions
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door Ooooooooohhh
Pretty scars and shameless faces
I I wanna go somewhere
Where no one digs at my skin
You judge me by the things they say
Don't label me by the words you've heard
From someone
Someone who's a stranger just like you
And no I'm not perfect I'll admit
But perfectly one with my flaws
I have become
So if you wanna see behind these closed doors
With your filty intentions
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door Ooooooooohhh
I'm terrified of open spaces
They leave me bare
So so sick of the anxiety in my chest
Run down run down run down
All the colors in here
The shades of crimson and grey
Oh the colors consume
Oh the colors consumes
And no I'm not perfect I'll admit
But perfectly one with my flaws
I have become
So if you wanna see behind these closed doors
With your filty intentions
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
My dirty dirty dirty dirty laundry
You've got the wrong door
The wrong door Ooooooooohhh
Credits
Writer(s): Ene Ijato
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