Self Pity (Country Burning) Lyrics by Jas The Producer
Sitting through the pain of knowing that you never loved me so
Crying through the rain, country burning, flowers wilt alone
Treat me like dog, mascara down my face, I know
Told ’em “I just wanna be a princess”
They’d never know
Blood on the bathroom floor, don’t mind my self pity
My scars fallin’ right through the door
She made me this way
Obsession, depression, oppression, my love bug
The belt held my lessons
My krokadil, my love drug, I-
(Outro)
Blood on the bathroom floor, don’t mind my self pity
My scars fallin’ right through the door
She made me this way
Obsеssion, depression, oppression, my lovе bug
The belt held my lessons
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Jas The Producer Lyrics – Self Pity (Country Burning)