(there's like a shit ton of moths in here)

seeing gaps between the pixels read receipts on all my sentences

stop painting statues do you know what armageddon is?

ah whatever boy im tryna fuck with hell again

im back to overanalyzing all my fetishes

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heard you fucked up in the crib eating ib's

park a cycle on my brain call out your side-b

just like wario open mouth try to bite me

your words are running out of things to make you like me

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can you see me in your rear view facing all the wrong ways

i’m going backwards i got mirrors i got range

i’m goin 80 in a 55 just to make some stakes

i’m goin hades on a pizza pie but nothing seems to taste

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have you ever tried to speak up when your mouth is full

have you ever tried to meet up with your schedule

have you ever tried to tweet up when your mentions full

what the fuck is up to peeps who’ve done it all before (please dm me)