staring into the middle space beneath the hygienist's hand
too tired to care if plaque water will make my neck smell bad
my sunglasses are motocross or construction
the right shape but shit production
Dr. Stinch seems down
so am I b/c I need a thousand-dollar crown
goddamn the sag and the wear
these softening lines, this fading hair
was i a god to me?
where was i gonna get to?
everything i wanted is here with me
behold, my predilection
such a true combo of weariness + lols in here
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