your freckles are beautiful
but they’ll be cancer one day
i guess i’ll just let the sun pepper my face
because i heard the chemicals in sunscreen could **** me too
what the **** is moderation i want the entire world
won’t let the paint dry
my bare feet will dance
and smear that red line between too little and all too much
i swear i’m not masochistic just curious
when i chase after all the things that will **** me
because it sounds lovely to live and die a couple times,
keep giving my funeral guests and encore
i’m not scared of doing this wrong i’m scared of doing this once
i want to go everywhere and stay right here
i want a husband and a wife and a whole life of one night stands
i’m not scared of pain i’m really not
so i’ll throw myself towards the deep and the dark
because what if one day i’m at the top without ever really knowing what i’m above