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Someone’s fucking with the speaker
Louder move in closer
Borderline uncomfortable
I mention I’d like being caught
Up in all the of the floors
Of all of your house’s rooms
Head slipped off her leg, neck bent where you feel
Eyes lock, pinhead sized bugs in a field
On my skirt now
You say that was days ago, odd to notice
I agree yeah that shit's kind of fucking weird of me

Potential sickening me
No matter how vague
Ever so slightly pathetic
Shape that your hand is making
Always just a man
Who cuts in ruins things that feel safe
We turn from him hide in a corner
I just shake, it starts to rain

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from Pike, released September 20, 2025

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