I grow on you
You scream inside me
The hands that must hold the head
Don’t any of you shit on me
You scream inside me
I am not breathing
Don’t any of you shit on me
It is the same
I am not breathing
Like spiderwebs on the skin
It is the same
What good is it?
Like spiderwebs on the skin
The hands that must hold the head
What good is it?
I grow on you