Round and round she goes.
Will she puke, well no one knows.
She’s on the bathroom floor.
She could have wanted more.
What kind of person will she be?
Well only her mother sees.
I’m sorry about your dad.
Because you took the same road, that’s too bad.

So I hope the tile cools your face.
Hope no one sees such amazing disgrace.
If I could be the one to pick you up, but he looks like me.
It’s your new boyfriend Mr. Anxiety

The altar is still the same.
Only piss stains have changed.
Will he know what to do?
When the grip gets tight on you?
You’re made of porcelain not steel
Too breakable and real
Just a hollow empty shell
So full of shit and we can tell.

So I hope the water-cools your face.
Hope no one sees such amazing disgrace.
But I won’t be the one to pick you up, cause he looks like me.
He’s your new boyfriend Mr. Anxiety

Here she goes again....
The room starts to spin...

So reflect on what you’ve done
and will there be another one?

So I hope the tile cools your face.
Hope no one sees such amazing disgrace.
But I won’t be the one to pick you up, cause he looks like me.
He’s your new boyfriend Mr. A...

So I hope the water cools your face.
Hope no one sees such amazing disgrace.
But I won’t be the one to pick you up, cause he looks like me.
He’s your new boyfriend Mr. Anxiety





by Mildread (Mrs Montgomery)