Delicious self Tanning cream on Your fucking skin But we can see On your shoulder Your handprint cause That is so sad You got a tank top And then You started to tell your one night Stands we Don’t wanna hear no words, right But in The indecency, you’re shining At least That’s what you’re thinking So tell me what is the purpose Of your life, It seems really close To no substance except hating To no substance at all, actually you’re stupid And you’ll tell me what was the purpose Of all your glossy behavior I am sure you will really shine If you live without seeking attention