Hiding behind a staircase wit
You are the slime on the slime I slipped
The blood on my hands and the taste on my lips
Falling apart from the weight of my hips
I lost my voice between my thighs
This is not weakness this is your demise
I don't wanna be I don't wanna be
A secret do you want to keep me
I don't want this invisibil-bil-bil-bil-tee-tee-tee-tee
I lost my voice between my thighs
This is not weakness this is your demise
Hiding behind a staircase wit
You are the slime on the slime I slipped
The blood on my hands and the taste on my lips
Falling apart from the weight of my hips
Wait wait wait
This is in my way
This is in my waist
And I feel like a way-way-waste
This invisibility this impossibility
way-way-waste
This invisibility
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