hey there, its me again
i just gotta say i’m not okay
I’m not okay
by the way, hows that pizza
and hows your life?
like, i dont want to get married
but i miss my daughter
yeah its kinda fucked up,
but its not me causin’ this blasted fucked up whatever
i just gotta do all the shits
i’ve never asked for
all that shits, all that fruity shits.
i just gotta do them.
everybody's just clappin on the things i never wanted.
all i ever wanted was a slice of a pizza you holdin'
oh god, my dear god, do you mind?
do you even have a mind?
like a fruity humanic mind?
this song's gotta end.
say bye to sons and daughters
goodnight