Pretty Boi
Hey, ily!
GENRE I used to eat too much
But now I don't eat enough
And my friends worry
That my grip will never loosen up
I'll paint myself into who I want to be
But the paintbrush is all bloody
Because the palette that I hold
Is my body
I want to see
My ribs staring back at me
I'll do anything
Just to be
A pretty boy
Nutritional facts control my life
The YouTube ads say it's only right
But now I don't eat enough
And my friends worry
That my grip will never loosen up
I'll paint myself into who I want to be
But the paintbrush is all bloody
Because the palette that I hold
Is my body
I want to see
My ribs staring back at me
I'll do anything
Just to be
A pretty boy
Nutritional facts control my life
The YouTube ads say it's only right
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