NETTLE BOY

I do want to add cooking to the very short list of thing I do which consists of basically sleeping and worrying

I hate myself But all my demons are my own

i thoughtyou wanted some kind of sci fi artschool continental time zone cocks and cunts opera

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete

Need my monk prison death sentence haircut back

I’m gonna pout and float all in space

People pour their own desire into what they don’t know or see or something

I can’t hardly breathe in daylight

just want something to soften the edges of my distress

Stretched out again Like a long legged goose Or something

Kinda inspiring but like Not cuz I can't do stuff

I only want your vision Not some useless other idea of you

Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin

i was panicking that i was forgetting what you look like

Weird is better than all them other fuckrrs who aren't you

So sweet yes Honeycomb bones

To be in love With candid kitchen you

Everything is best Because you Because me

Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin

I’m ravenously feasting on bread. It’s expensive and bloatingly decadent

My corner shop only sells cancer and concrete

I’m tired and I’ll forget but damn. Shit is fuckedup