melissapearl



	Office Sometimes it looks like prison sometimes it looks like cake all I know is for me I'm sure sitting in those layers in the fluff on the floor inbetween the benches and the bolt on the door would be a grave mistake be a grave mistake The lights are white the air is small my legs are bound the money's tall I'm big I'm fast I'm long I leap pick me up from this meticulous heap drop me down a feather shaft grab me sustenance make it last make it last The lights are white the air is small my legs are bound the money's tall Hungry and bored the literal chore the miserable ridiculed dream the dull dry inside the vacuous ride the needleborne slice of the highlighted pie Tickle me pink pickle my think lead me yank me rope me to the brink cars to rooms screens of doom my brain dead tomb my brain dead tomb The lights are white the air is small my hands are tied the money's tall The lights are white the air is small my legs are bound the money's tall da da da da da. you ate all the candy in the apple store