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And I'm afraid of all the loved ones that I've made leave
I'm afraid that my dog doesn't love me anymore

My head expanded in an air balloon of words
A thousand conversations

Big ball, blood, teeth, and hair
I give just like I take

Shoot him again 'cause I can see his soul dancing
I'm gonna miss this place

Now I'm just a clam
And I live inside this shell

When you were born I tried to prevent it
With heroin and meth and even weapons

And it's harder to be yourself than it is to be anybody else
I wish that I was someone closer to you

You're diabetic and apathetic, wondering when they'll bring you lunch
To the park they keep you in, oh, when the saints go marching in

What do I bring to the table when all we eat is desperate?
Can you erase it with a magnet?

I tried bandages and shit
I tried praying to it

Your life is garbage and you show it
You will die soon in the ball pit

Breathe deep 'til you're drunk with glee
And love

1 for the hard drugs in my body
2 for the bad drinks in my tummy

The forest is on fire but we're gonna let it burn.
We're controlling it.

You don't want to fuck with me
No, you don't want to fuck with me

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