January

I was no stranger to grime
I was chugging vodka, I was mean
I lived in dirty houses
I had no interest staying clean and I don't
Am I still interesting?
And do you ever think of me?
Egomania, egomania

She fell off a statue
She was drunk and she was high
She broke her ribs and laughter hurt
A void but she is bright
I wanna be a doll, I want to be a doll
So perfectly carved out, so perfectly carved out

In january I forget how to be kind
In January I hope I'm still alive
In january I hope I'm not dead
Energy pour out my body
Black filth spill from my head

And all our coping mechanisms
Don't help us anyway
I want to be a doll so I don't have to use my brain
I want to be a doll so I don't have to use my brain
I want to be a doll so I don't have to use my brain

Fucking selfish self memoirs
Stupid idiot, cunt, bitch
Wasted, drunk, always making mistakes
Everything that comes out of my mouth is fake

Shut up, stop moving your mouth
Stop moving your mouth, stop whining
Fucking whore, ignorant
I'm so tired of talking about it
Stupid bitch, narcissist
I'm so tired of talking about it
I'm so tired of talking about it
I'm so tired of talking