Imprisoning myself
High up on the shelf
Shaded from the ones
Who warm me like the sun
For I’m a perfect waste
On those with sweet taste
No one should love this damn
Monster that I am
Lean in to hear the rhythmic ramblings of a fluffy weirdo
Imprisoning myself
High up on the shelf
Shaded from the ones
Who warm me like the sun
For I’m a perfect waste
On those with sweet taste
No one should love this damn
Monster that I am