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    Call me your nymph
    Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin
    Call me your muse
    A sprite or an elf you cry to then use

    I will not suffer, ah-ah
    Cry under covers, ah-ah
    I'm not your mother, ah-ah
    Ah-ah

    It's nymphology, not psychology
    Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fucking ought to be
    Damaged oddity bought by Sotheby's
    Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he's the prophecy

    You can't even spell, but you're an expert in nymphology
    N-Y-M-P-H-O-L-O-G-Y, that's nymphology

    I'm not fiction, I'm not fae, I won't lick your wounds today
    But I'll throw you in the ring, get you with my suffering
    I'm not crazy, I'm not wild, you're just stupid, little child
    Get your image of my back, I'll give you a heart attack

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    I will not suffer, ah-ah
    Cry under covers, ah-ah
    I'm not your mother, ah-ah
    Ah-ah

    It's nymphology, not psychology
    Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fucking ought to be
    Damaged oddity bought by Sotheby's
    Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he's the prophecy

    You can't even spell, but you're an expert in nymphology
    N-Y-M-P-H-O-L-O-G-Y, that's nymphology

    Don't treat me that way, yeah
    You're acting like a wannabe
    I won't be ashamed, yeah
    For loving you so honestly
    You're in the spell and it worked
    And I'm returning the hurt
    I'm kicking your ass out
    Flutter my wings while I pout
    Push your penis into your mouth
    I'll make you choke on your doubt
    Cut you off, watch you die
    Just a fairy with a knife

    It's nymphology, not psychology
    Be the manic pixie dream girl that you fucking ought to be
    Damaged oddity bought by Sotheby's
    Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he's the prophecy

    Call me your nymph
    You can't even spell, but you're an expert in nymphology
    Call me your nymph
    N-Y-M-P-H-O-L-O-G-Y, that's nymphology

    Diamonds and rubies, the star in all the movies
    Wears me out, big pockets, I am her favorite locket
    It keeps them droolin'
    The semi-precious stones ain't as cold and they're curious
    Where did I get refined, get my cuts and my polishes?
    I am too many karats for your budget, ask the jeweler
    Your boyfriend tried me on, wore me out, made him cooler
    Like Moldavite or emeralds from Colombian Andes
    It will be the brightest, the brightest green you've ever seen
    Ancient and it's protective, an expensive rarity
    So rare it's offensive, I think you will agree

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    Composition: Christopher J Baran, Nicholas Alex Long, and Melanie Adele Martinez

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