Lyrics:
it's getting old
because I've fucking grown, it's not relatable
Flip another page in my diary and I trauma dump
Shit been moving steady but slow like no
Written in the back of my old diary
We all gotta break some time it's underlined in lead
Scrawled across the screen beneath the spidering
We all
My thoughts are out of focus
They drift among the dust
& stir up my emotions
Which I could never trust
Covered by erosion
They're sunken one by one
Girls, gather 'round me
And hear the news
He finally kissed me
Oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary
And write about it
Girls, gather 'round me
And hear the news
He finally kissed me
Oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary
And write about it
Girls, gather 'round me
And hear the news
He finally kissed me
Oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary
And write about it
giving a fuck and done calling
I got your e-mail, I was done way before then (oh)
Dear Diary, I don't wanna keep shit inside of me
I'd rather just speak
she's got her diary to show
That she's been waiting for this all her life
First date,can't wait
Lookin' in the mirror
Heart all wrapped up
Wait until he
get
Broken hearts, they're all around me
And I don't see an easier way, to get out of this
Her diary sits by the bedside table
The curtains are closed,
or curse!" (There’s a Limit)
But at night, when all the lights are down
I wander ‘round this house
Stealin' whiskey by the ounce
And I'ma be laughin, out
mane, it's needed
Eyes firey, cry tears to my diary
Sometimes a Xanny bar can't help you fight back the anxiety
I go to my "love" quietly, teardrops
Take off my shirt
Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt
Stare at myself in the mirror
Pick me apart piece by piece
Sorrow decrease
Pressure
Girls, gather 'round me
And hear the news
He finally kissed me
Oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary
And write about it
I wonder why you threw your diary away
When you walk by I nearly died What can I say
Things were fine, you were mine just yesterday
Now we're
Take off my shirt
Loosen the buttons and undo my skirt
Stare at myself in the mirror
Pick me apart piece by piece
Sorrow decrease
Pressure
from antiquity
Found her on a building sign
She's got no head, she's cut from marble
So white
Well, it's a lie it's a lie
I've been questioned by
that's just a reminder,
He's old and he's weak with no one to love.
He sees clouds up above,
Another bad day in the diary,
An old man by the many,
Girls, gather 'round me and hear the news
He finally kissed me, oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary and write about it
to the brothers on 10th Street
It's goin down in the Oakland town
Home of the infamous Too $hort sound
So keep your jealous-ass thoughts in your diary
And if
Girls, gather 'round me and hear the news
He finally kissed me, oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary and write about it
This a page from my diary
The fifteen day of November
This a page from my diary
What happened that day i don't remember
But I do remember when
I
So I only had to light the blunt one time
I was born ready
The one means I'm a star
The one and only
Ya girl Diary
Now you need to humble yourself
I'll be in my room alone
Every post meridian
And I'll read my diary
And that book by Mister Gideon
Bye, bye, baby
Remember you're my baby
When
dem close by
It is a yaad man ting and wi fearless (oh nah na nahh)
So pon di version
A lyrics mi spit upon di version
A king Beenie-man mi a di
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