Anything But Porcelain
So I've got some mischief…In my blood…Can you blame me…I never got no love…“
She turned towards the camera with a playful pout and a face fully covered in blood. She slashed her bald backwards as someone came up to attack from behind. The music continued to play as she returned to killing and singing
”They think I'm callous….A low-life hood…I feel so useless…Misunderstood…Mirror, mirror on the wall…Who's the baddest of them all…Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world…I'm rotten to the core, core…Rotten to the core…I'm rotten to the core, core…Who could ask for more…I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door…I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten to the…I'm rotten to the core…Call me a sch