It's harder to get up on the right side of
born in the wrong body he waits
born in the wrong
When I see you sitting in the restaurant
Counting complex carbohydrates
I
carnivore sink your teeth into the hills
hide your nose if
gone are all of the forests
gone are all of the
pretty girl, oh pretty girl
you are softer than the sheets
in a notepad, in my living room
there are words there
we were young then
we balanced sidewalks
we were cool then dripping
Twisting and turning, we are hot dogs
Twirling on top of
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