Sclera splatter on the wall
Oh my god skittering, shaking
Digested, window aching to be opened
Slam it shut
Yeah I know they lookin' in
Friction fucked up, seen my sins
Obvious they want me under them
Tying nooses with a wire
Choking,
Sprayin'.
Yeah I'm fucking infertile
Jana choppin' bodies in the sunroom
Yeah I know that she's a fuckin' autophile.
She dribbling down the belt loop
Soaking, sour, it's a party
Crack it, smoke out, like a sunroof
Marti gras, she hella clocky
Spray a cask of
Carry flask of
Stashin' shame
Don't need no glasses
Spilling vessels on the walls
We're dying carnates
Dyeing carpets
Who let this bitch in?
I don't care!
Who let this snitch in?
Yeah, I feel 'em stare!
Jack on fire in the kitchen
Turn him, seven tasers
Someone called the cops
Sherm stick dipped seven layers
Three-five poems, thirteen days
Shit's getting janky, who did it?
I'm disgusted. Turned off, yeah I'm droolin'
I'm disgusted. Turned off, yeah I'm droolin'
I don't really care what happens next, I'm gonna kill myself
Yeah, you know I got that flat affect