Sending Hellen in to Hell: Fear no bitch.
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WANTED: HELL ITSELF!
You wanna taste a piece of hell? Nah! Be my friend and meet hell itself! I live rockin' my life, no rules, no boundaries, no limits. I do whatever I wanna do cauz' no pain is forever. My dad calls me her beautiful princess who turned out to a beautiful trouble, yeah I used to be the sweetest girl ever, till' I found out being the baddest bitch was better. No bully, no teasing, no hurts, no pain cause I'm the one who brought them. Huh, who knew that the sweetest girl in town can be your 'to-crave-for' nightmare.
So calling me a BITCH?
THAT'S MY PRAISE!
Wanna draw a battle with me? I bet hugging satan is safer than having a fight with me. Cauz' I, Myself is hell,
I'm HELLEN and my name says it all.
#LIPSTICKISANATTITUDE
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