Unattractive
You make me wanna be desperately and completely unattractive
You make me wanna squeeze fat out of my chest until it's flattened
Your eyes crawl and claw along my skin
and I'm aware of that feeling settling in
The feeling of being a fox around a walking gun
staring down the barrel not knowing when to run
I wanna take my body and burn it off
until I'm a walking talking turn off
Feed me, knead me
Eat me, seize me down
You talk to my body like you're trying to convince it to leave me
To abandon the bitch that's screaming at you "release me"
Please me please me please me
Your lashes flick like mini knives, eyes like a gun
You watch your strength, a horse you bet on and won
Your inside is empty and addicted, you paint the world with porn
I wanna pull my face off, it's impulsive
to be around you and wanna be fucking repulsive
You play, you stroke
You grip, you grope
Relax, oh can't
you take a joke
You spread, undress
Me in your head
I'm sitting still
Your eyes are red
I'm gross, I'm green
I'm flattened, I'm floored
I grab my keys
I watch the door
I lost my footing
There's no ground to stand in
My thighs are pudding
You push your hands in
You make me wanna squeeze fat out of my chest until it's flattened
Your eyes crawl and claw along my skin
and I'm aware of that feeling settling in
The feeling of being a fox around a walking gun
staring down the barrel not knowing when to run
I wanna take my body and burn it off
until I'm a walking talking turn off
Feed me, knead me
Eat me, seize me down
You talk to my body like you're trying to convince it to leave me
To abandon the bitch that's screaming at you "release me"
Please me please me please me
Your lashes flick like mini knives, eyes like a gun
You watch your strength, a horse you bet on and won
Your inside is empty and addicted, you paint the world with porn
I wanna pull my face off, it's impulsive
to be around you and wanna be fucking repulsive
You play, you stroke
You grip, you grope
Relax, oh can't
you take a joke
You spread, undress
Me in your head
I'm sitting still
Your eyes are red
I'm gross, I'm green
I'm flattened, I'm floored
I grab my keys
I watch the door
I lost my footing
There's no ground to stand in
My thighs are pudding
You push your hands in
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Writer(s): Jeremy K. Lloyd, Sofia Isella Miranda
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