Why?
my gut feeling
my gut instict
my guts-feeling
my gutter
utterly
gutter
(experienttial)
existence
and I mimiced you too
with ur golden shoes
and the band around your blues
fall into place
Apparently I dont playa hate
I dont hoe-hate either
I had so many crushes
and kissed so many mouths
mouths of cuties I never
got to have crushes on even
It liberates me
this feeling in my gut
That i'm all set
That that's all I'll get
and i'm alright
(with nothing)