Be
Little
Me.
Make my hands burn.
They taste like fire.
I can feel the burn in my palms
The feeling of being denied
Do you have a plan?
Go ahead
Be dead
With the rest.
Join the group
It’s band
A fuckin band
This thing this thing
I hurt like
You told me there would be a tomorrow
The trickling
The pounding on our shores
Be
Little
Me
A thousand times
Tricky dickey
Tricky dickey do
Gonna puke
Puke
Puke
A thousand times
Copy
Write
What’s right is right
Laugh until you shit your pants