The world
Knock knock
The economy
Knock
Shit fucks up
I say
Knock knock knock
The girl's made of glass
Her world's made of twigs
When you knock-knocked
The damage that it did
She doesn't like the Kit-Kat
She doesn't like your cat
She doesn't like the government,
the business, the school, the tax
She has a few cute things she likes
She likes herself sometimes
But a little girl with crazy views
Like her
Fragile
Will die
Knock