Aesthetic

Bitches‘ bodies even smoother than their lies

I wonder if ya face is that blurry in real life

Let’s get one thing straight out of the way

I‘m not here for your whole aesthetic, baby

Pastel skies, tropical sunsets

So overpriced, even your dog‘s shit is sponsored

Designer handbags, they’re made of snakeskin

Gotta stay up to date with all the cool kids

You walk by the mirror, look shocked, freak out and ask yourself

Who’s that bitch in the reflection with all those pores in her face?

You forgot what you look like without filters and Facetune

Whilst you’re talking about all the crazy shit that you do

Bitches‘ bodies even smoother than their lies

I wonder if ya face is that blurry in real life

Let’s get one thing straight out of the way

I‘m not here for your whole aesthetic, baby

We’ve been talking for weeks and now it’s a date

Do you think that he’ll need me? Can I swipe yes to fate?

I’m gonna give you a feast, your eyes upon this drama

I’m a post-human baby but I think I lost my Lama

Oh, baby, what’s wrong? You think you’ve been deceived?

You say I’ve got a face that’s built for halloween?

Stop! Don’t go! It’s all the industry

You expected Big Bird but I gave you KFC

Well, tbh nothing wrong with being aesthetically pleasing

I’m guilty of it too but it gets so fucking misleading

Only show what you want and expect us to believe

That you use the sponsored shit you promote, oh bitch please

Maybe I’m just being petty, maybe it’s tea (ouch!)

Maybe I’m just jealous I don’t have someone photographing me pee

As time goes by all your brain cells, they riot

Gonna superglue your mouth shut so all the shit will finally come out right

Bitches‘ bodies even smoother than their lies

I wonder if ya face is that blurry in real life

Let’s get one thing straight out of the way

I‘m not here for your whole aesthetic, baby

Fuck you and your tourniquet you turn around your best friend’s necks

Fair play, you played the game so well, you traumatise them

You’re freed by money on the outside but all it does is push your age

Your selfish thoughts and pressured fucks just make you want to end it

Soon or late deep in the night

I wonder, are you up or going under?

Baby, silence sighs or do you wanna be woken by sirens?

No no no no, I warned ya, I warned ya, I warned ya

Bitches‘ bodies even smoother than their lies

I wonder if ya face is that blurry in real life

Let’s get one thing straight out of the way

I‘m not here for your whole aesthetic, baby