Mango

If I set the house on fire I wouldn't leave I'd sit and let my bones bubble with me Black creeping lug lung Too deep Too cold on my teeth Nape of my neck Fold my skin into my flesh Hold my hands up to my head If I lost my leg would you still love me Just a mass underneath What if we were All painted blue Could you see the Difference between me, me and you Twist my head on like a bottle cap You're a tropicana juice tap I feel like time is custard Outwards imploding brush us I feel like time is custard You'll have the Mango and your brain will fall out There's too much pressure behind my eyes Is it worth it's completely fine Peeling us separate pulls my insides Your heads on backwards Your heads on backwards If you were a fish what would you be I'd flush you down the toilet seats Dripping down my chin Leaked a touch This bed will fold up Swallow me I'll sink into a pit Doughy residue sticks to every lip You'll lick my soul out from my ears Climb inside goo-less orifice Duct taped together (Mango mango mango) Crustacean weather (Mango mango mango) Picture me inside a wooden bowl Peak at me wind skinned flashed mould I will burp in your face There's too much pressure behind my eyes Is it worth it's completely fine Peeling us separate pulls my insides Your heads on backwards Your heads on backwards There's too much pressure behind my eyes Is it worth it's completely fine Peeling us separate pulls my insides Your heads on backwards Your heads on backwards