everytime i hit record , my cats chilling on the bed
by the laptop, where she rests her paws infuckingstead
clickin keys till theyre broken and they cant be fucking pressed
and these songs play over and over inside her head
and she listens to my words, never knowing what i said
man i wonder and i wonder wholl love her when im dead
when i step outside just to smoke a cigarette, and i come back in see her waiting where i left
she be sleeping all day like its time well spent, and shell always be a cat but my very best friend
and im kinda antisocial, friends, i dont text them
lifes kinda lemonade when its bitter in the end

i love my fat stupid cat

i wrote this poem about you listen you dont have a choice

rihanna prod me

Up at 5 a.m., I was pitying myself
I laid on the fukin floor, couldn't even stab myself
Barely even cut my wrists, but you do everything so well
And you left me with precision, holy shi, the way I fell 
Right down to my knees, I felt oh so dumb
Thought you'll never leavе again, but then you left me with the crumbs
Of a halfway conversation, now my brain's so fujin stuck
On you and that fukin morning that we snuck inside that room
Yeah, we snuck inside that room, and I was mesmerized by you
When you led me upstairs, you remember what I do
You remember what I did, I was happy like a kid
You was all up in my mouth at dat stupid fukin room, stupid bitch

you're even better at leaving

you missed ur cue, here sitting with u
despite all the things i think u do
my hollow chest is so blue
i hope u think me and you
jus us two

you're even better at leaving

hallow

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