[post-foetus] - 17.5 lyrics

[[post-foetus] - 17.5 lyrics]

Well I should tell you about my thesis, shit

Fuck pouring your heart out
Yeah, that shit is gay as hell

Listen to me listen to me
Contradict myself

Look at me, I'm seventeen
My hormones are not well
I shouldn't mourn false curses that
I cannot even sell
I forever am the youngest on this crust
Until I learn until I learn to go ahead
And smile away my years

I'm pretty happy about myself

Am I on speaker right now? Wait
What? What did you say? Really? Laughter
Really? Yeah


Great

I can't really hear you

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