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I got enemies, got a lot, okay not a lot But they all into me, unintentionally Venom men with small fuck boy energy who don't speak to me The type to just type and they hide behind a screen All sweaty while their mom cook sketti 'Cause they were never ready Left the nest, and hit the ground like the rest of us Normal, everyday, citizens Who keep our pretty mouths zipped shut if we're not interviewed Did I ask a question? Little boy, I think not If I want opinions, you're the last of the lot Don't worry, I will ask if I ever give a fuck Actually I have a question, you're broken Please tell me, who hurt you? Come to mama, baby, get a hug Who hurt you? Tell me who it was and it could stop Who hurt you? Parents never tell you they were proud? Who hurt you? Tell me what it is, tell me what it is about Come to mama, baby, get a hug Who hurt you? Tell me who it was and it could stop Who hurt you? SongtexteParents never tell you they were proud? Who hurt you? Tell me what it is, tell me what it is about I read all your comments, I do I'm a sad bitch, who needs validation too I'm ignorant, I thought the internet was cool Filled with like-minded people who would love what I do And I know you take it literal so take this too My fucks never grew 'cause I had money to recoup 20/20 2020 will be stacked with the truth A click is a penny and a penny turns to two Soon I'll have a dollar, and I'll owe it all to hate Rebbeca black it to put food on my plate I guess I gotta thank you, you showed me it's true I'm an industry whore, now tell me who hurt you? Come to mama, baby, get a hug Who hurt you? Tell me who it was and it could stop Who hurt you? Parents never tell you they were proud? Who hurt you? Tell me what it is, tell me what it is about Come to mama, baby, get a hug Who hurt you? Tell me who it was and it could stop Who hurt you? Parents never tell you they were proud? Who hurt you? Tell me what it is, tell me what it is about Aus Songtexte Mania