Fruit Flies

My body's made of fruit flies
Moldy inside
They talk of summer, but when it does
I'll watch as I ripen tonight
I'll watch as I ripen tonight

My mother says, "There is no end"
Let the bugs feast on me
I share this fate, this common ache
I'm just like the other girls
I'm just like the other girls

And I am made of love
All is full of love
How beautiful to see
I'm where I want to be

And I am made of love
All is full of love
How beautiful to see
I'm where I want to be



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Jonathan Gordon Maltese, Etta Marcus, Joshua James Henry Scarbrow
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