you bite through the big wall the big wall bites back you sit there and sulk sit there and bawl you are so pretty when you're on your knees disinfected
scared that there's nothing underneath and who are my real friends? have they all got the bends? am i really sinking this low? my baby's got the bends
limb by limb and tooth by tooth tearing up inside of me everyday everyhour wish that i was bullet proof. wax me mould me heat the pins and stab them
scared that there's nothing underneath But who are my real friends? Have they all got the bends? Am I really sinking this low? My baby's got the bends