Ms. Hollywood

*Ring Ring*

MS HOLLYWOOD: Operator! Please!

He’s calling again

He’s threatening to end it now

I have no clue what he’s on

He keeps bothering me

He won’t go away

Help!

 

May the lord have mercy on her soul

 

It’s seemed so harmless

Some guy you met some months ago

So weak, he could be armless

Sure he’s a bit weird

But he’s cool I guess, latino

So regardless

He calls a bit too much

But it's fine because

There's no harshness

He said he promise

 

To be better

But he forgot his letter

Lost it in bad weather

So what you said

He’d just forget her

It’s still about the same

Calls in sun and calls in rain

Your chest starts to feel some pain

But it’ll be better some day

But it don’t

 

Your hearts broke

You want peace

You want space

All you want is anything

To get rid of the case

Bad sickness

Caught some simpness

Now this harmless kid

Is seeping in ur face

In your mind

And it’s about time

You make a run for it

Get out

Promises? He tore it

Stung

Pain like a hornet

Cry

You didn’t ask for this

But now your just on your floor

Crying at a chart

Y’all made months before

Memories shattered

You start running

But can you out run

The monster coming

(I just wanted friends!)

 

What ever happened to 

Ms. Hollywood

A super star

This shining face

From place to place

She’d talk her mind

Walk with such grace

Now that glee in her eyes

Have just now been replaced

As she runs for her life

Can she win this race

Or will she die in chase

Ms. Hollywood

Stars guide her where her heart is stood

Now she’s coming home crying

All over her car hood

 

Now she trying to sing a song

But she cries over the melodies

And they fall and the fall

And they just can’t leave

She’ll tweak out if she hears

Whats up shaughty

Nothing much, whats up with you

 

Her whole life has turned to blue

As the floor turns to glue

And she can’t get past her shoe

As the monster comes for you

Trapped

Your phone

Trapped in your own home

Trapped

Here a call on the line

You go to check the number

Panic inside

You just hope it ain’t him this time

Peace

All you needed is it

But now your at home

Hiding under your blanket

Hold on to your pack of paki’s

Because this “nice dudes” getting stalky

Now the ask

Where’s Ms. Hollywood

The star of our show

We perform in 30 minutes

But you know he has no limits

You won’t go

Your trapped

Pretty little face

Now it turns to an ocean

Bad news, this dude

Upset he ain’t got motion

Friends

Till the end?

Is what he said

Now he’s trying to get all crazy

Now your memory gets hazy

 

I’m sorry

You didn’t deserve that

No one does

We were like 12

Man, what the fuhh

Remember when we used to play buzz

You probably don’t

Want to

I won’t either

The thought of it just wouldn’t please her

‘Cause all the pain

I hope it cease her

And release her

From the shackles I put down

Lord, forgive me

For the frown

Shaped indent in her mouth

I hope your well

Where-ever Ms. Hollywood is

I hope your back to shining bright

With your smile back

All the time

I’m sorry

It’s a shame it took this long

But I was scared to write this song

Scared of myself

I hope your well

I got so hyped up in new friends

Got so obsessed and now it ends

All because I can is depend

On others, for I can’t comprehend

A world with company

Please forgive me

I’m sorry

Ms. Hollywood

Please be okay