Compositor: Fast Lane
Delicious self
Tanning cream on
Your fucking skin
But we can see
On your shoulder
Your handprint cause
That is so sad
You got a tank top
And then
You started to tell your one night
Stands we
Don’t wanna hear no words, right
But in
The indecency, you’re shining
At least
That’s what you’re thinking
So tell me what is the purpose
Of your life, It seems really close
To no substance except hating
To no substance at all, actually you’re stupid
And you’ll tell me what was the purpose
Of all your glossy behavior
I am sure you will really shine
If you live without seeking attention