You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
Dial up words but they're not in service
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
My punch lines make you bleed internally,
As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
Audiences respect the witty girlness and not that dissing curtness.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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