feeling fine
I paint my sheets maroon like me town flag Jeans blood soaked solid like a wench on the rag Not a stitch on me skin like an absolute slag Pink scar patterned skin does it sound like a brag More self hate than a homophobe dressed in drag Escaping meself via grams in a bag Pay you next dole day I sincerely blag Shrinks and psych nurses who do nothing but nag Giving it up like a prison bitch prag Slumped on the couch in an ethanol sag