I'd Kill

White plastic salty slick
Groped by half the world
Heads hum unslept, unrest
Wings folded sideways
Haven’t seen them spread in years
Where’s the exit to this pack house
I’d kill to carry what you have
I’d kill to flush my cheeks rose
I’d kill to waddle like a cow
I’d kill to grow another
Masochistic fairy tales we’re bred to believe
I’m a princess past her shelf life
If I see another girl showing off her precious pea
I’ma snap and go pick a fight, like
«What did you do that I didn’t do to deserve meaning in this crowded swamp?»
I don’t wanna go home every night trying to believe
All alone, maybe I’m better off
I’d kill to carry what you have
I’d kill to flush my cheeks rose
I’d kill to waddle like a cow
I’d kill to grow another half