hi-v - Moodie Black

Said a million times

Cancelled what you mad for

Bad pores not even replies bubbles ignore

Same things humans to my dead space minimal

Barely interact where my maps at fuck it

You can find me somewhere in my basement pacing

Tryna keep the weight up off my angry

Hating on a good day rather keep my smile for the raining

Something bout the clouds keeps me fanging

Never gonna move much.

no sense parking

Lots.

lines are a bitch like these children

Why you gotta look at me

Save your inner wishes for the pedophiles

Rather keep my lashes to my mirror awhile

I don’t even like the sun

Probably get to smokin when im out the room

Only in the bar when its happy hour

Ill be more than happy

Dead noon groceries with the old whites

Talkin bout the pain up in my asshole

Round here we don’t go out much

Dont care for much

We dead as fuck so we gon dance

Maybe we’ll go outside it’s just a phase

Blond hair blue eyes, we gon dance

Your gonna have a hard time tryna turn me out

Rather lay back and be the villain huh

More power to me no relationships no umbilical no elements

No showers, anniversaries, reveal parties fuck private parts

Too glorious, im happy here, I can be honest, i’ve disappeared

Fresh air is terrifying

I don’t know you or your questions

Why you asking

I would never

Wanna know that

Get the fuck back

More than anything

Probably smiling, acting normal

Shrug your shoulders

You don’t know me

What i’m meant for

Not my gender

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