I didn't fall far Family trees Neighborhood parks Hard to get free Flying that coop Finding myself Didn't get it from you You were no help Momma I was beautiful I had your class and style 'Til you woke the ugly in me Made it crack a smile I choose dysmorphia Let me out, let me out of myself You grew The formula Get me out, get me out of my hell Starving my tongue Pushing my bones Going too far Dragging my woes Holding my breath Maybe too long Crossing my chest Father and son Momma I was beautiful I had your class and style 'Til you woke the ugly in me Made it crack a smile I choose dysmorphia Let me out, let me out of myself You grew The formula Get me out, get me out of my hell Get me out Get me out Get me out Get me out Get me out Get me out Get me out Get me out of myself I choose dysmorphia Let me out, let me out of myself You grew The formula Get me out, get me out of my hell