practice makes perfect
By twinningl00m on January 17, 2026 1:21 am
oh why so serious molly
lyrics:
take you back from on the shelf
your only friend until the end
it never helps your sense of self
lets keep playing pretend
the attention that you're begging for leaves me painting your body in pastel colors without touching
mend your limbs
and polish all of your joints
it's not like you had a say anyway
there's no chills
behind your porcelain voice
there's no joy there yet you have to stay
consume your being, carnivorous
sadistic or it's sycophantic, what the hell's the difference?
is that that big?
is the difference really that big?
i grew up and lost the urge
to play with toys, now only boys
their bodies bleed and rip and tear in tug of war
it's time to purge the closet
there's no noise when you're destroyed
your glassy frame only shatters out of form
break all your limbs
and shatter all of your joints
it's not like you had a say anyway
there's no trill, there's no screams and no noise
there's no point there so i won't stay
your words are mondegreen, you said you wanted this, so where's the lie? it dont exist, it don't exist
sadistic or sycophantic? what the hell's the difference? it don't exist, it don't exist
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