Rereading all of my texts now
Redoing them
I feel the urge
Put a wet sponge to the board
Erase all the words
Leave no witnesses
No chalk lines left at the crime scene

But if I'd delete everything
That wasn't instant perfection
Cheap ramen in a chipped bowl
Pour hot water on top
Five minutes and it's done
My quick kinda fix
To statisfy the hunger
Not feeling the itch for a little longer

If I'd give in
There'd be nothing of me left
In this world
To go off on
So don't hold back
Go off little one