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Punchline 2 by Rebecca

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Punchline 2

pop,female vocals

0:002:53
Lyrics
Description
Verse 1
I’m thirteen with a head full of noise
Everyone says “calm down” like I got a choice
They laugh when I talk, say I’m “too intense”
Like my whole damn life’s just comic relief expense
They tell me “it gets better” like it’s news
Like I haven’t been stuck in these same-ass shoes
I’m biting my tongue till it’s tasting like blood
Trying to be nice, but I’m done being good
Pre-Chorus
Say I’m dramatic, say I’m a phase
Say I’ll grow out of the fire in my veins
But you don’t hear me when I’m screaming at night
So don’t act surprised when I start to bite
Chorus
I’m not your punchline, not your joke
Not the kid you laugh at just to cope
I’m so damn tired of being small
Of hitting walls while you call it “normal”
I’m not your punchline, say it twice
I bleed real shit, this ain’t satire
If I’m loud, if I’m mad, if I’m done—so what?
I’m thirteen and I don’t give a fuck
Verse 2
They say “watch your mouth” like words are the crime
But nobody flinched when they wasted my time
Smile for the camera, be grateful, behave
While I’m digging myself out of shit you made
I learned real quick how to swallow the pain
Turn it into rhythm, turn it into rage
If I’m “too much,” then step aside
I’d rather be hated than dead inside
Pre-Chorus
You talk like you know what I need
But you never listen when I speak
I’m not broken, I’m just awake
And I’m done pretending I’m okay
Chorus
I’m not your punchline, not your joke
Not the kid you laugh at just to cope
I’m so damn tired of being small
Of hitting walls while you call it “normal”
I’m not your punchline, say it loud
I’m not invisible, I’m not background
If I’m loud, if I’m mad, if I’m done—so what?
I’m thirteen and I don’t give a fuck
Bridge
Maybe I’m angry, maybe it’s true
But at least I feel something—what about you?
You hide behind rules, I scream through the cracks
Yeah I fall apart, but I fight my way back
Final Chorus
I’m not your punchline, not anymore
I won’t be quiet, I won’t be ignored
Call me a problem, call me a mess
I’d rather explode than live second-best
I’m not your punchline—look at me now
I wrote my own joke and I’m laughing out loud
If I’m loud, if I’m mad, if I’m done—so what?
I’m thirteen, I’m alive, and I don’t give a fuck