Flowermouth

You're a flowermouth Fragrant words bloom out Nothing toxic In a forest made of eyes You would walk on by Like no one's watching And I'm under your spell In a fluorescent hell I'm under your spell Swimming in oil spills You're perfect You're my TV show Pragmatic queer magic shit I bawl my eyes out And I'm under your spell In a job that kills I'm under your spell Swallowing happy pills I'm under your spell In a fluorescent hell I'm under your spell Swimming in oil spills You're perfect So perfect No oppressive force could tear us up My love, my love