Things move slowly here
My heart is racing
Butterfingers
Things through my hands
I watch them breaking
Out of boredom and frustration
I had to find a new obsession
Hygiene
Spend all day everyday
Removing traces of sexual activity
Regrets
Shave my arms, my legs, my head
Paint the room red
And turn the heat up full until i sweat
Regret
I lie surrounded by shit
Because i'm only any good at making mess
Regrets
Regression
I still want
And i can drool
Drool when i'm hungry
I can smile when i'm happy
Frustration has no voice
You can have anything, give or take
Everything
Take everything
You can have anything
Take everything
Everything
Take everything
Everything
Everything
Everything
You can take, take, take
Yake everything
Take everything