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Hood of My Car

The Girls Are Fighting

The Girls Are Fighting (Edit)

Sixteen, eighteen, twenty-five,
Still waiting for the spark to arrive.
Swipe left, swipe left, swipe left again,
Always the loser, never the friend.

Forever a virgin, branded and burned,
Waiting for a love that never returned.
Shut-in nights and a hollow scream,
Nothing is real but the dying dream.

Gymmax, cope, blackpill pride,
Another mask that I can’t hide.
Every mirror spits in my face,
Every room, I’m out of place.

Forever a virgin, branded and burned,
Waiting for a love that never returned.
Shut-in nights and a hollow scream,
Nothing is real but the dying dream.

It’s over! Game’s rigged!
Too ugly to live, too weak to dig.
No halo, no luck, no chosen one,
Born defeated, already done!

Forever a virgin, carved in stone,
Another life wasted, dying alone.
The credits roll, the silence stays,
Another ghost fades away.

Forever a Virgin

Southern soul singer-songwriter from Nashville, TN.

Hood of My Car

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