So Pretty When You Cry at the Abortion Center

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[intro]
I'm baaaaack! hahahhaha
(short guitar rifff with giggling)
Remember me?

[verse 1]
[Bratty sexy female vocals]
You wore lace to the clinic like it's prom night,  
Mascara rivers, makeup shivers, baby's last rite.  
Texted your bestie
"L.O.L. it's finally gone!" 
La-hive tweeted grief for the likes to spawn.

[verse 2]
[verse maliciously melodic]
Told the nurse, "Make it quick, I got brunch, (brunch), brunch,"  
Took a bathroom selfie with my IV lunch, (lunch), lunch.  
La-la-la, watch me glow  
As I kill what you sowed  
(Buh-bye, buh-bye!)

[Chorus]
[Catchy ultra melodic euphoric harmonies]
You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic, (pretty-pretty!)  
Wiping tears with coupons, murder's photogenic. (click-click!)  
You said "love is war," so you drafted the kid,  
Blood on your heels, yeah, you call that a win.  
You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic.

[post chorus]
Pretty-pretty, click-click, pretty-pretty sick-sick!  
(Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

[verse 2]
[dark menaching pop]
White Claw in hand, no master plan, played God on the pedal,  
Counting abortions like they're fashion medals.  
Called it "just cells," like it wasn't a name,  
Told your mom it's a period, what a shame.  
Dead eyes scrolling while the lights go low, (low), low,  
Hashtag no regrets—but the tears still show, (show), show.

[bridge]
[whispered]
Do I feel guilty? (As if!)  
Would I do it weekly? (So lit!)  
I told it I loved it… before I destroyed it.  
We'll meet again… at Coachella... I'll avoid it. (Hahahaha)  
Ooh-ooh, baby bye-bye  
Ooh-ooh, didn't even try

[Final Chorus]
[Catchy ultra melodic euphoric harmonies]
You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic, (pretty-pretty!)  
Sobbing in filters, your pain so aesthetic. (click-click!)  
Posted a TikTok with fake blood and grace,  
Caption: "No man, just a D&C day."  
You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic.

[outro]
[glitch pop]
Pretty-pretty, click-click, pretty-pretty sick-sick!  
(Yeah, yeah, yeah!)  
And the s-s-saints all w-w-wept…  
Your body count's b-b-back…  
Halo cr-cr-cracked… no re-re-regret…  
You're free… you're free…  
You're free… you're free…

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[intro] I'm baaaaack! hahahhaha (short guitar rifff with giggling) Remember me? [verse 1] [Bratty sexy female vocals] You wore lace to the clinic like it's prom night, Mascara rivers, makeup shivers, baby's last rite. Texted your bestie "L.O.L. it's finally gone!" La-hive tweeted grief for the likes to spawn. [verse 2] [verse maliciously melodic] Told the nurse, "Make it quick, I got brunch, (brunch), brunch," Took a bathroom selfie with my IV lunch, (lunch), lunch. La-la-la, watch me glow As I kill what you sowed (Buh-bye, buh-bye!) [Chorus] [Catchy ultra melodic euphoric harmonies] You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic, (pretty-pretty!) Wiping tears with coupons, murder's photogenic. (click-click!) You said "love is war," so you drafted the kid, Blood on your heels, yeah, you call that a win. You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic. [post chorus] Pretty-pretty, click-click, pretty-pretty sick-sick! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) [verse 2] [dark menaching pop] White Claw in hand, no master plan, played God on the pedal, Counting abortions like they're fashion medals. Called it "just cells," like it wasn't a name, Told your mom it's a period, what a shame. Dead eyes scrolling while the lights go low, (low), low, Hashtag no regrets—but the tears still show, (show), show. [bridge] [whispered] Do I feel guilty? (As if!) Would I do it weekly? (So lit!) I told it I loved it… before I destroyed it. We'll meet again… at Coachella... I'll avoid it. (Hahahaha) Ooh-ooh, baby bye-bye Ooh-ooh, didn't even try [Final Chorus] [Catchy ultra melodic euphoric harmonies] You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic, (pretty-pretty!) Sobbing in filters, your pain so aesthetic. (click-click!) Posted a TikTok with fake blood and grace, Caption: "No man, just a D&C day." You're so pretty when you cry at the abortion clinic. [outro] [glitch pop] Pretty-pretty, click-click, pretty-pretty sick-sick! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) And the s-s-saints all w-w-wept… Your body count's b-b-back… Halo cr-cr-cracked… no re-re-regret… You're free… you're free… You're free… you're free…

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