A simple beach bikini And my life is over They seem to see how my chest hangs over my stomach And how my stomach hangs over my pants Since I wear them to so low Drinks! My friends eyes looked into by the dj She’s so pretty isn’t she Isn’t she Isn’t she ISN’T SHE Swim down my neck for a chance at possible pleasure Belief is a spectrum I wish to someday not notice others Damaging to an everyday ego if you happen to catch on
Tap on the shoulder Tap on the shoulder for a beautiful girl Gracious turn and a glorious bite of the lip I’m flawed I should be pleased she can **** Isn’t that much Twenty years old Birthday last week Can’t claim a kiss Can’t claim a touch I should’ve come over I should’ve come over But you frightened me WHY DID YOU FRIGHTEN ME If I had gotten there and looked like this Looked this way Could the door be shut and the front light turned off Chop off my ear and give it to my father He only gets one Drop off half my brain while you’re at it Overhead He’d be sickened by the gently anxious hopeful yet dehumanizing drunkly thought upon thoughts in the club On top of my friend and the dj
Sobs exiting the bottom of my bedroom door “I just don’t have anything to wear” Speciality suits me Texas is where you’re from Lovely boy who found his way into my locker If he had known I’d probably not care so much about that bikini I never got my fathers nose And yet And yet I wish for his hope.
Sep 5, 2024
Sep 5, 2024 at 6:33 PM UTC
A simple beach bikini And my life is over They seem to see how my chest hangs over my stomach And how my stomach hangs over my pants Since I wear them to so low Drinks! My friends eyes looked into by the dj She’s so pretty isn’t she Isn’t she Isn’t she ISN’T SHE Swim down my neck for a chance at possible pleasure Belief is a spectrum I wish to someday not notice others Damaging to an everyday ego if you happen to catch on
Tap on the shoulder Tap on the shoulder for a beautiful girl Gracious turn and a glorious bite of the lip I’m flawed I should be pleased she can **** Isn’t that much Twenty years old Birthday last week Can’t claim a kiss Can’t claim a touch I should’ve come over I should’ve come over But you frightened me WHY DID YOU FRIGHTEN ME If I had gotten there and looked like this Looked this way Could the door be shut and the front light turned off Chop off my ear and give it to my father He only gets one Drop off half my brain while you’re at it Overhead He’d be sickened by the gently anxious hopeful yet dehumanizing drunkly thought upon thoughts in the club On top of my friend and the dj
Sobs exiting the bottom of my bedroom door “I just don’t have anything to wear” Speciality suits me Texas is where you’re from Lovely boy who found his way into my locker If he had known I’d probably not care so much about that bikini I never got my fathers nose And yet And yet I wish for his hope.