NOT MY PROPERTY
DESIGNER SADNESS BELONGS TO ZHEANI SPARKES
(Cykasurvive Edit)


[Chorus]
We’re brokenhearted in designer,
Ripped up stockings in Demonia,
Ballerina, you broken ballerina
She cries a whole river,
Fairy lost her wings yeah
Her tears of eyeliner,
Look pretty when they splash her
Broken hearted in designer
Ripped up stockings in Dеmonia

(Designer sadness!
D-Dеsigner sadness! Ya!)

[Verse 1]
Babbling all day
I hear things call to me
(What?)
And them demons keep on
Crawling on me, on me
Screaming my name,
They keep on clawing me
(Cunt!)
And they’re entering
Inside of me, of me
They say they fill up the pain,
The hole inside of me
Shiny pretty precious devils
Riding on me, on me

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[Bridge]
Balenciaga, Gucci, Prada
Fill the hole suppress the trauma
Bending backwards Jeffery Dahmer
Spending make twice back that’s karma
Dionysius mother Isis
Turn my strengths all into vices
What’s your price bitch?
That’s real nice bitch
Make a million in this crisis
And I’ve been out my body, yeah
Since I faced off all my fear
Psychologically I’m here
But in my heart I disappear

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[Outro]
Sadness- sadness!
D-Designer sadness! Ya!
Sadness- sadness!
D-Designer sadness! Ya!

(Sadness- sadness!
D-Designer sadness! Ya!)
(Let go!)
(Sadness- sadness!
Designer sadness! Ya!)
(Lets go!)

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