Drag a chair across the floorScratch your name into the wood above
my doorYou really gave it your all, buy you're finishedhereYou are
finished here! I say to myselfI color like a virusIt's so fucking
unhealthy Wrapped up so cozy I could easily go unawareWhen I open
up I spill over and over and overMy eyes burn like sores so I keep
them closed whenever I can