Drone turnpike comfort, brownish blackness
Wonder where I am for five or six seconds
genuinely afraid
I realize I am in bed, in a womb
Two dank faded eyes, bluish blackish
look straight up
Ordinary people
Ordinary fucking people
The smell is me crawling around on the carpet
brother dressed in pink feather boa
The smell is people describing the smell as “country”
but the way they say it makes it sound so ugly
Ordinary people
Ordinary fucking people
They use so many plastic bags
Never put kittens in carriages
Caged themselves up in their room with barbie
While I’m tortured on a bed of legos
Attracted to a doll
Sexuality is a spectrum
Ordinary people
Ordinary fucking people
I’m young, young young young young young
Happy go
Young, young, young, young, young, happy go
I should go
Where I wanna go
Glass city walls, glass is shiny
Windex washed walls, lots of money
For the sweetest warehouse lookout
Give me singing, give me dancing
Give me intentionality
Please, please, please don’t give me money
That’s for ordinary people
Ordinary fucking people
I’m young, young young young young young
Happy go
I’m young, young, young, young
Happy go
I should go
where I wanna go
Ordinary people
Ordinary fucking people
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