Baxter 3rd Is Under Fucking Siege (Soft) – Penelope Scott

But I ran all of my errands
And all of my ribs are quite in
The animals are quiet
And all the things are in the bin
I put them in there with you here
When I remove them you’ll be gone
I guess there’s nothing to be scared of
I guess there’s really nothing wrong

And there’s no shame in sleeping later
There’s no shame in sleeping more
No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid little Lysol-huffing whore

When the clock strikes three nineteen
My words will sink into the sea
And I will know for just a second that
My life has ceased to be

The morning I woke up to leave there
As soon as I opened my eyes
It hurt so bad that I could taste it
So cold it burned all my insides

I’d never felt anything like it
Her violence scream like that before
Felt such a terrifying [?] I ever saw across the floor
I couldn’t laugh I had a
That’s the spiral of my bullshit nothing could stop it
Not God
Not sex
Not white hot fuming

There’s no shame in sleeping later
There’s no shame in sleeping more
No shame at all in being such a filthy frigid Clorax-taking whore

When the clock strikes five nineteen
The sun will sink into the sea
And I will know for just a second that
Life has ceased to be