The Store

Seeing all the dust and cotton

Always getting what's forgotten

Sizes in the smalls and larges

Aisles and aisles of stupid assholes

What am I doing here?

The pain, everyday. Miserable life

In this store

Take down the mannequin's

Stupid shirt and leggings

Fill the racks with diamonds

Diamanté mui frustrante!

Oh what am I

Doing here

In this store?

Standing here behind the same

Fucking counter everyday

People becoming bags of flour and melons

Sinking into carpets

Falling through the tiles,

Crashing through the glass

"Do you have this in a medium?"

"No, we have it in brown."

I wish I didn't give such great fashion advice

Crying in the fitting rooms

It's the end of the day

I gotta pack up, close up

To go to another store

To get myself some food

Hello Mr Flower do you need a small?

What's that Mrs Watermelon? Can I smash you against the wall?

The fucking store

The fucking store

Fuck it all