I'm So Gross

I chase my beer with someone else's beer

We don't go slow and steady

I walk through streets of downtowns'

I've never been too aching to get shitty

Gross

I don't grow

I don't grow

I'm so gross

She asks me questions hoping to reach the sickness, easy

Slow and steady

I smile politely, only offering an empty, "I'm so sorry"

Gross

I don't grow

I don't grow

I'm so gross

My desires are to be smothered 'til I can fall asleep

My desires are to pack my days, so I don't have to think

Get me fuzzy, crush my body, slam my bones into the sea

Gather remnants, build me better, so I don't constantly break

Gross! (Gross!)

Gross! (Gross!)

Gross! (Gross!)

Gross! (Gross!)