Anything But Porcelain
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 schemer…Call me a freak…How can you say that…I'm just unique…“
She turned to the camera and gave it a smirk and small shoulder shrug before she went back to killing the rouges and hunters that filled the place
”What, me a traitor…Ain't got your back…Are we not friends..What's up with that…So I'm a misfit..So I'm a flirt…I broke