You would not believe your flies
if ten million fire eyes
lit up the world as I feel asleels.
Cuz they’d fill they fill the open eyes
and leave sockhops everywhere
you’d think me rude but I would just stand and
dance.
I’d like to make myself a fly.
Planet eeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarth
Sloooooooooowlyyyylle.
It’s hard to say that I’d rather
Seal the deal when I’m a 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕚𝕝.
Cuz everything is never as it
meeeeeeeeeeeeeeemmmmmmees.
Cuz I get a thousand bugs
from ten thousand lightning hugs
as they try to teach me
how to fuck.
a fox trot above my hugs
a sockhop beneath my 𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖘
the disco bug is just hanging by a thread
quinnbee-s
