If I scream real loud, would you hear?
If my nails molest your skin, would you bear?
If I roll on the floor
If I roll a bittle more
Would you hit me, would you slap me sweet?
You know, teens are queer little things
But I wanna eat you, for sure
Deprive you of your energy and myself, of my thoughts
Press you into the surface
My fancy, turquoise and red
Kiss my ass, I'm not making the coffee.
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