Take Them Bowling

Hands are wet, worms in the gutter

Stay awake, talk to each other

Plants are dry, why should I bother?

Touch the stove, does it feel hotter?

Take them bowling, frozen mirror

A dewy morning, bring it here

My insides growing, it's severe

Chlorine Pour-Over

Chlorine Pour-Over

Now our floors are the cleanest

I'm still feeling the same

Mixing soap with the greases

I'll always be a stain

Six pieces we're done

Don't look I'll buy a new one

My fingers melt on the sun

Why was I chosen, these redlight moments

For me?

This preset omen leaves me so frozen

Fully