Clit Cake - Dents

We thought in kisses
Hopelessly grateful
For all the subtle side-eyes and shots
Lazy and drunk
Near dead
These are friends
These are one-ways and dead-ends
We eat each others' hearts

Mass murder
With a sanguine twist
Some suicide pact
We pass in whispers
From ear to ear
Eerie isn't it?

The crisp air
And how it flips the ends of your hair
Just a little
Just enough to know
Which way to face
So you can close your eyes and dream

There's only one way
To keep warm in winter
At least that's the joke, anyway
Pretty soon we'll all have diseases
Asthma and arthritis

There we are
Laughing and falling apart
Like marionette dolls
On worn-out couches
Heaven's a well-dented cushion
At least we can always choose when to die
And it's alright

And how it flips the ends of your hair
Just a little
Just enough to know
Which way to face

And how it flips the ends of your hair
Just a little
Just enough to know
Which way to face

And how it flips the ends of your hair
Just a little
Just enough to know
Which way to face

Written by:
Pierce Kuhl

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