BG & C

Swollen and bony is the face of my 19th birthday,

the shape of a cake seems like a fault,
 [bad word] play around the scab then put on the black dress,

you were the herd,

I was your [bad word] dream cudgel!

Boys and girls cocaine,

that’s a secret

I spawn a spirit in my car… my mom cleans her guilty mouth from lies,

from my trip…

So slowly

So turbid…

Was the distance between my red death and my life…

Come on f. hands…

do you really think I’m whammy that flies?

Are you clapping…

blood and pizza on the way?

There’s a secret that this day cannot say!

Into her pockets, drivel, flexible lies [bad word] jealousy come and whip a riddle…

gin was a Distorted Choice

Swollen and bony is the face of my 19th birthday, 
the shape of a cake seems like a fault,  [bad word] play around the scab then put on the black dress, 
you were the herd, 
I was your [bad word] dream cudgel!

Boys and girls cocaine, 
that’s a secret 
I spawn a spirit in my car… my mom cleans her guilty mouth from lies, 
from my trip…

So slowly

So turbid…

Was the distance between my red death and my life…

Come on f. hands… 
do you really think I’m whammy that flies? 
Are you clapping… 
blood and pizza on the way? 
There’s a secret that this day cannot say!

Into her pockets, drivel, flexible lies [bad word] jealousy come and whip a riddle… 
gin was a Distorted Choice