
I want to cut off all hair on me
I want to have smooth skin
Maybe I can love myself then
Maybe I say again
I want to grow out my nails
I want to paint them black
Maybe I can love myself then
Maybe I’ll have a friend
I want to shed this skin
And ascend into the heavens
Maybe I can leave this here
When the snuff ends
I want to hold a hand
So they can reassure me
All my fears are in my head
And someone believes me