Melon Cake

There was a time
I was livin’ as a prisoner inside my own mind
And there was a time
Where the [?] tried to make me barbie size and I obliged

Hold leather over my eyes, in a hundred degrees heat
People, out here gettin’ fired for chocolate in the backseat (it’s a true story)
I had to much of my feel and turns out it wasn’t cheap
People, always hung around to only wanted skin deep

And now I’m sayin’ no, no melon cakes on birthdays
No more barricadеs in doorways
Finally get to do things my way
Ah, la-la, la-la, la
You could find me starvin’ for attention most days
Amongst othеr things, God help me
Finally get to do things my way
Ah, la-la, la-la, la
No more melon cake

There was a time
I was pointing on directions and forgot about mine
But I woudn’t wish
Those thoughts on my worst enemy, they make you wish you don’t exist

Hold leather over my eyes, in a hundred degrees heat
People, out here gettin’ fired for chocolate in the backseat (it’s a true story)
I had to much of my feel and turns out it wasn’t cheap
People, always hung around to only wanted skin deep

And now I’m sayin’ no, no melon cakes on birthdays
No more barricades in doorways
Finally get to do things my way
Ah, la-la, la-la, la
You could find me starvin’ for attention most days
Amongst other things, God help me
Finally get to do things my way
Ah, la-la, la-la, la
No more melon cake