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Blocked up with plastic walls lined with rubber faces
It's suffocating to be the world's barbie doll
Break the glass made of wax paper and jump into the painted on street
I don't want to be a fake person anymore
I cut the world and its people with paper scissors
In order to reveal who they truly are
But all they are are empty plastic molds that forgot their true selves
So I'll rip the rubber from my body and expose the meat of me
I'll be the one who embraces the real me
I cut myself with paper scissors and bleed
To prove that I'm not like them
And I will stand tall
Until the end
Until the end