Fuck there you are in the flesh
aint an electronic in your ear
eyeballs on me instead of a screen
legs crossed like the pendant your ex man
bought ya
been dying to get the hell out
the fearmongering is too much
runnin low on emotions
Everything is closed
and everything is ending
boredom is consuming
and im damn glad i can see you here
its a takeover and our furniture's cleaned out
