Calm And Secure
Nathan Prater
I feel you tasting me, but I wear it with dignity
I feel you tasting me up to my eyes
On my skin, I can smell the saliva of shitheads
It stains yellow and smells like dog food
I need a place to puke
A way to fall out of my skin
I just don't have enough skin
I need to fight you back
I need to feel okay
I need someone to put me away
Jesus Christ, I hope you swallow your tongue
I hope you swallow your tongue