Trauma Dump
Does your dad know you have an onlyfans?
No I haven't told him
Why not?
Cuz I was afraid he would sign up
I'm fucked up
But i'm not special
We're all fucked up
On some level
Who fucked you up?
What made you saddy?
Love your trauma dump
You're my lil baddie
So dump trauma trauma dump
Trauma trauma dump
I've been seeing my therapist for 3 years now
It all started when my wikifeet score went down
She's trying to teach me to love myself
But I don't think I'm my type
I've only been depressed two times
Day and night
She's my bestie
When I cry in a session she says
No don't be sad you're so sexy
I love that little ego boost
Fuck the truth
Sometimes you gotta pay someone to lie to you
Like, once a week, every Tuesday at 2
I just found out I'm in a cult
Because bleep bleep in the bleep you know
Sorry I had to cut that out
My cult leader didn't like the lines I wrote down
And how did that make you feel
I'm fucked up
But i'm not special
We're all fucked up
On some level
Who fucked you up?
What made you saddy?
Love your trauma dump
You're my lil baddie
So dump trauma trauma dump
Trauma trauma dump
Enough about me
Let's talk about you
I know real bad bitches got problems too
And you walk around lookin fine as shit
You got scars and trauma but you're hiding it
Maybe you got it from your mama
Trynna solve ya family drama predisposed to people pleasing saying things that you don't wanna
'Cuz you're afraid to hurt or be hurt so you'd rather just not be heard
Hey Peter crank the volume on your speaker
I'm fucked up
But i'm not special
We're all fucked up
On some level
Who fucked you up?
What made you saddy?
Love your trauma dump
You're my lil baddie
So dump trauma trauma dump
Trauma trauma dump
I'm a mixture of the worst parts
Of my mom and my dad
Conceived by mistake
I guess that was god's plan
Born to be fucked up
And fucked with and pissed off
And trained to just sit back
And smile when I'm stepped on
Let it out
if You've got something to say
Say it with me now
I'm not okay
Say it again
On the count of three
1, 2, 3
I'm not okay
No I haven't told him
Why not?
Cuz I was afraid he would sign up
I'm fucked up
But i'm not special
We're all fucked up
On some level
Who fucked you up?
What made you saddy?
Love your trauma dump
You're my lil baddie
So dump trauma trauma dump
Trauma trauma dump
I've been seeing my therapist for 3 years now
It all started when my wikifeet score went down
She's trying to teach me to love myself
But I don't think I'm my type
I've only been depressed two times
Day and night
She's my bestie
When I cry in a session she says
No don't be sad you're so sexy
I love that little ego boost
Fuck the truth
Sometimes you gotta pay someone to lie to you
Like, once a week, every Tuesday at 2
I just found out I'm in a cult
Because bleep bleep in the bleep you know
Sorry I had to cut that out
My cult leader didn't like the lines I wrote down
And how did that make you feel
I'm fucked up
But i'm not special
We're all fucked up
On some level
Who fucked you up?
What made you saddy?
Love your trauma dump
You're my lil baddie
So dump trauma trauma dump
Trauma trauma dump
Enough about me
Let's talk about you
I know real bad bitches got problems too
And you walk around lookin fine as shit
You got scars and trauma but you're hiding it
Maybe you got it from your mama
Trynna solve ya family drama predisposed to people pleasing saying things that you don't wanna
'Cuz you're afraid to hurt or be hurt so you'd rather just not be heard
Hey Peter crank the volume on your speaker
I'm fucked up
But i'm not special
We're all fucked up
On some level
Who fucked you up?
What made you saddy?
Love your trauma dump
You're my lil baddie
So dump trauma trauma dump
Trauma trauma dump
I'm a mixture of the worst parts
Of my mom and my dad
Conceived by mistake
I guess that was god's plan
Born to be fucked up
And fucked with and pissed off
And trained to just sit back
And smile when I'm stepped on
Let it out
if You've got something to say
Say it with me now
I'm not okay
Say it again
On the count of three
1, 2, 3
I'm not okay
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