cake bake betty — the spine song
you pleaded
"oh kind sir,
please let me say goodbye"
your soul ripped from your stomach
you gave an awful cry
a cry
a cry

adalia quite literally sold her soul — but also she is constantly terrified, doing terrible things in order to try to set other people up to do good, slowly losing track of herself and her earnest desire to help. all she wants is to belong, but she keeps cutting off parts of herself to try to help others who mock and deride her.

angel snow — secret
i always wanted to be something better
i always wanted to shine
and now i know i can't deny my nature
'cause i got something to hide

adalia has always wanted to be something more than she really is, something more interesting or worthy or likable. now it doesn't matter what she wants to be, because what she is is... pretty shit! good people don't sell their souls, guys.

florence + the machine — various storms and saints
you'll find a rooftop to sing from
or find a hallway to dance
you don't need no edge to cling from
your heart is there, it's in your hands
i know it seems like forever
i know it seems like an age
but one day this will be over
i swear it's not so far away

in the immortal words of a softer world: she sings anyway.