whatever poisons in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff,



well its the genie at the bottom who im sucking at,



he owes me one last wish



so heres a present to let u kno that i still exist



i hope the next boy u kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips



but i got a plan ill drink for 40 days n 40 nites



a sip for every second hand tick



and every time you fed the line,