kitchen dry as hell
the dry bread is sticking on my toung as well
tell your friend, the reaper,
to write my name as well
hope
metal in the air
a taste of desperation is dripping from my hair
my glitter socks are no longer a pair
anyways
but the siren's not for me though
is this fire a friend of foe?

is my silenced phone on tip-toe?
insert your name
reverse it out
water your plants
before they come after your clout
and drain it out
kitchen dry as hell
the food my screen is serving
might as well go to hell
what is this I'm feeling
coming to an end?
hope
but the siren's
not for me though
is this fire a friend of foe?
is my silenced phone on tip toe?
forgot your name
can't spell it out
you didn't make your bed today
though you still hear
your mama shout
insert your name
reverse it out
water your plants
before they come after your clout
and drain it out