My brain makes drugs to keep me slow,
A hilarious joke for some dead pharaoh.
But now, not even the masons know
what drug will keep night from coming.

There are so many tools that are made
for my hands.
But the tide smashes all my best plans
to sand.
And there's always someone to say it's
easy for me.
But I revenge myself all over myself.
There's nothing you can say to me.

You never had it at the right angle,
you never held it at the right angle
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star.
But wash the hands off it
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star
because you can't hold it.

Did they poison my food? is it cause
I'm a girl?
If I puked up some sonnets, would you
call me a miracle?
I'm gonna go where my urge leads
No more.
Swallowed, waist-deep, in the gore of the forest
A boreal feast, let it finish me, please.
Cause I revenge myself all over myself.
There's nothing you can do to me.

You never held it at the right angle,
you never held it at the right angle
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star.
But wash the hands off it
Catch a, catch a, catch a, catch a falling star
because you can't hold it.
You never held it at the right angle,
You never held it at the right angle.

You never held it,
you never held it
You never held it,
you never held it
You never held it,
you never held it
Ooooh, you never held it,
you never held it
Ooooh, you never held it,
you never held it

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