Think About Me

You treat my brain like a museum
There's no displacement
You're so fuckin' repulsive
I see the mistakes, blank stare right through your eyes

You got no fuckin' emotions
I know you think about me
You wanna come up in all my lungs and shit
And I know that you cannot help me

I'll help myself
I'll help myself, you bitch
Oh, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Camden Bakody
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