Curses

Nunc me rogitas nunc consulis tempus abit I am satist

Curse upon my town 'cause they never wanted me to do shit

I might need some grapes in the club, took the L, I still win

Trickster in the night, darkness host, I feel like Rumpelstiltskin

Lemme say it here, since I can, TERFs should die, don't tweet me

Used to wanna be rich as fuck, but then I'd have to eat me

That just would taste bad, I got thirteen days of app shit in me

When you buy my shit on Bandcamp, my life expectancy go up

But I could not care less

Canvas going up

Gotta pub

But I'm still so careless

I-I-I wanna get whack, take a load and break the bed frame

You can grab it from the back, just try not to moan my deadname

Feed my habits, lots of pack, but that's everywhere like bread flakes

And I need them, I might quack, watch me beg like it's the pedway, headway

So

For the only one I want

For the only one I need

It takes so much

I know you say you're down, but are you really?

Can you see what I see? Do you know that I can't read your mind

And you can not read my dreams?

I wish you could read into me like instructions that come with iPhone

I don't wanna be capable of scaring you away

No, no, no, I don't wanna, but I might though

Losing myself every day and you see it

Less often I do something right though

I don't wanna scare you, but I can, and I will, and I fucking hate it

Losing my mind every day and you see it

Can you pretend you do not see it?

'Cause it sounds like