Worry - I Hate Sex

Worry

I Hate Sex

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I'll wait until you get home to pull my head from the oven

Most days we wear such heavy boots, we melt straight from the ceiling

But every day you scoop me up and mold me into something new

Please don't go, I'll eat you up, I love you so

Please don't go

You sprout from my throat, past my lips

I miss you whenever you're not between my fingertips

Please don't go, I'll eat you up, I love you so

- It's already the end -