In mother earth’s garden, a flower was growing Her blossoms as red as the love in her soul But along came a Daisy with a heart of fool’s gold And petals as white as a lie could be told
The Daisy was parched, he begged her for drink He wept and he groveled right there at her feet The flower obliged with a soft-hearted grin She bent her own stem to give nectar to him
If only she noticed how deeply he drank The Daisy grew taller while she only sank He spread out his leaves and he beckoned the shade A cover so thick no light could penetrate
She pleaded with him, he ignored all her cries He stood like a tower his head held so high The flower was stunned, she was spurned and betrayed Alone in the darkness, she flew in a rage
She hardened her skin and grew out her thorns So no other Daisy could hurt her anymore But she kept her blush red to this very day So she’d never forget all the love she misplaced
So the next time you see Daisies in bloom Don’t stop for a gander just keep walking through (keep walking through) And the next time you see a Rose of red stain Just know that her beauty was not without pain
Watch the torch set aflame Watch it burn, watch it fade Watch the armies gather suit Someone’s gotta win and lose They say my heart is almost black Well baby, who’s to blame for that? (Ah, ah, ah) Who’s to blame for-
Count your blessings, count your minutes Played my game, hell, now you’re in it Bittersweet, my renegade And I’m anything but tame Grab your sword, you might just need it ‘Cause I’m not afraid of cheatin’ Oh, I hate to tell you this way But villains aren’t born Darlin’, they’re made
Scream my name when they run Honestly, it’s kinda fun Scream it louder when they fall I’m never satisfied at all They take, they take until you give You taught me well, now watch me win Now watch me win
Count your blessings, count your minutes Played my game, hell, now you’re in it Bittersweet, my renegade And I’m anything but tame Grab your sword, you might just need it ‘Cause I’m not afraid of cheatin’ Oh, I hate to tell you this way
I aim before I kill Live only for the thrill It’s bad, I know, but still There’s nothing left to lose Don’t tell me it’s not fair Believe me, I’ve been there I’d much rather be alone If I’m sitting on a- Sitting on a- Sitting on a throne
Count your blessings, count your minutes (oh) Played my game, hell, now you’re in it (oh) Bittersweet, my renegade And I’m anything but tame Grab your sword, you might just need it ‘Cause I’m not afraid of cheatin’ Oh, I hate to tell you this way Villains aren’t born Darlin’, we’re made
My 2 Cents –
So, I survived the birthday. And on midnight of my birthday this song came across my fyp on TikTok. It got me wondering. A villain era does not have to be me doing anything bad… Ursula is considered a Villain…all that she does is expect Ariel to follow a contract. Maybe I should have a villain era. Self care will seem villainous to all of the people who expect me to be at their beck and call…
I hate the world today You’re so good to me I know but I can’t change Tried to tell you But you look at me like maybe I’m an angel underneath Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried You must have been relieved To see the softer side I can understand how you’d be so confused I don’t envy you I’m a little bit of everything All rolled into one
I’m a bitch I’m a lover I’m a child I’m a mother I’m a sinner I’m a saint And I do not feel ashamed I’m your hell I’m your dream I’m nothing in between You know you wouldn’t want it any other way
So take me as I am This may mean you’ll have to be a stronger man Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous And I’m going to extremes Tomorrow I will change And today won’t mean a thing
I’m a bitch I’m a lover I’m a child I’m a mother I’m a sinner I’m a saint And I do not feel ashamed I’m your hell I’m your dream I’m nothing in between You know you wouldn’t want it any other way
Just when you think you’ve got me figured out The season’s already changin’ I think it’s cool you do what you do And don’t try to save me
I’m a bitch I’m a lover I’m a child I’m a mother I’m a sinner I’m a saint And I do not feel ashamed I’m your hell I’m your dream I’m nothing in between You know you wouldn’t want it any other way
I’m a bitch I’m a tease I’m a goddess on my knees When you hurt When you suffer I’m your angel undercover I’ve been numb I’m revived Can’t say I’m not alive You know I wouldn’t want it any other way
My 2 Cents –
I am struggling with a migraine. It is a day before my 48th birthday. I want to be brave enough to have this kind of ballsy attitude…but most of the time…
Wednesday will likely not be a thing this week… I will try.
Theories, I know you got your theories I know you got this feeling Everyone’s out to get you (To get you) Faceless, enemies always faceless Somehow, you’re always blameless But that don’t make you bulletproof (Bulletproof)
You hear whispers when we’re just talkin’ See pointin’ fingers When we touch, yeah, when we touch You hear footsteps when no one’s comin’ But you keep runnin’, there’s no use runnin’
You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that It’s your back that you been stabbin’ When you gonna understand? You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
When did, when did you start pretendin’? You don’t know why it ended You think the fault is all mine (Is all mine) Mirror, you never checked the mirror Or you woulda seen the killer Starin’ right back with your eyes (With your eyes)
You hear whispers when we’re just talkin’ See pointin’ fingers When we touch, yeah, when we touch You hear footsteps when no one’s comin’ But you keep runnin’ there’s no use runnin’
You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that It’s your back that you been stabbin’ When you gonna understand? You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
You know you’re your own assassin (Assassin, assassin, assassin) You know you’re your own assassin (Assassin, assassin) You know you’re your own assassin (Assassin, assassin, assassin) You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
Ah, ah, ah, ah
You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that It’s your back that you been stabbin’ When you gonna understand? You know you’re your own assassin You don’t need no help with that You know you’re your own assassin You know you’re your own assassin
My 2 Cents –
Self sabotage… lately and the closer to my birthday it gets… the more I feel like I am fighting with this. I know that I am not the only one that struggles with this problem.