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And make beauty for the sake of sanity
And let's mark our territories and get good at telling stories

And the sanguinary sweetness of stealing someone's blood
Feels so good I am compelled to sing this song

Except that love isn't really all we need
We need compassion

Darling, I love you
I've been tryin' to move on

I'll smile a fucking toothless grin.
We were born to fuck shit up.

They call you dirty names
They fill your head with shame

I was a pregnant mother
I was the tears shed for the ones that die believing

Really fucking sucks
I've got too much stuff

They don't need to use a crutch 'cause they've got the wheelchair
Oh my god there's assholes everywhere

'Cause you're a pretty lady
And I'm a lady killer

Collapsed while I was driving over it
That may not be such a bad thing

I've got the rotten apple core feeling
Dying like a living ghost

I'm afraid that the ones I love won't have enough
It's harder to be yourself than it is to be anybody else

Taking things from those better than me
Pathetic little man with some pathetic little dream

We'll all die alone someday,
I hope we don't die alone.

Bullshit math equations and your highs and your lows
And your manic depression, it comes and it goes

I felt bad to say the least.
And when my little brother was born

I'll take an angry lesbian with a loaded gun
I'll take a whore with syphilis, and gonorrhea too

And I want to eat red, red meat
I want to feel it digesting inside of my tummy

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