This ain't a show this is just embrassing
but baby don't step off
can't let go
don't not hopscotch broken nose
they're laughing
at you again
so fuck em caoco into the milk
don't go off the stage scribe turns to page
mouths and hands erased
now what are you gonna say
to them before the lightbulbs burst
the darkness is so thirsty for your tongue...
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