Way To Grow

You say i’m not beautiful, i’m pretty
Oh, what a pity
I think my daddy always wanted a beautiful girl
Mmm… you say you don’t want your beliefs be
Raped by every saint in this land
I hear you there
Way to grow, what a way to grow oh god I hate everyone and everything
Do you think that is a sin?
I hate barbies and guns and all that is now
Oh how? way to grow, what a way to grow
No ones looking
And no ones listening
You pull me under
Steal my comfort
That is all I wish to say