Swol - Two Inch Astronaut

Mouth full of teeth already loosened up by plague and junior high

Bully for you seedless all the way through his arms and blood warm snout

After the party he went home and killed everyone on the couch just for being

home

Bully for you chased them all the way through his charming heated house

Lucky guess with forceps

Boy you’ve got it what they like to call it, it’s a swollen asymmetry

No love, no love

For this fucking prescription you scrawled on me

Grow up growing out at the angles you wished on me

Help me, if you wanna help me

You should keep me healthy till its dark

Thanks for your support

And you bleed it through

Every day you do

Once you’ve said it straight

There’s no accolade