Karaoké Fuck Being a Princess Esme Rose

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They said Smile

They said Sit still

Wear your lace

Swallow your will

Cross your legs

Close your mouth

Be the pretty thing they talk about

Well bless your crown

Baby bless your pearls

I ain't built for those kind of worlds

Keep your castle

Keep your king

I got fire and a goddamn swing

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

Trade that throne for a flame and a twitch

You got rules

I got roots

You wear flats

I wear boots

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

Spit that curse

Make the heavens glitch

You want calm

I want storm

I crack bones just to be reborn

Your fairy tales don't fit my scars

I don't need a crown to touch the stars

I'll kiss the dark

I'll bless the pain

My kind don't die

We just change our name

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

Light my heart like a southern pitch

You got pearls

I got smoke

You say Pray

I say Provoke

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

Dance in the ashes

Stitch by stitch

You preach pure

I preach sin and I rise wild from my own sin-in

Who told you soft was holy

Who said quiet wins

Who built thrones for men alone

Who burns us when we grin

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

Trade that crown for a curse and a stitch

You want pure

I want power

You play safe

I bloom sour

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

I'll bleed my truth

Every scratch, every itch

You want grace

I want grit

You wear glass

I'll throw it

Fuck being a princess

I'd rather be a witch

Raise your hand

Make them twitch

The saints all hide

The sinner's dance

We found God in the devil's trance

We don't bow

We multiply

We don't bow

We multiply

We don't bow

We multiply

We don't bow

We multiply