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eskimon by god - dear ninja lyrics

dear ninja

i’m writing because i miss you

i’m writing because typing ain’t enough for me to issue how much right you were in the past but i’m past that it’s not an issue but let me continue before i grab another tissue- i’m sorry
i’m sorry we fell in love and i climbed out and left you and f-cked off sucking other d-ck to swallow my guilt to dismiss you but i miss you- i mean i’m sorry i hate i made mistakes too but what’s good without the bad in a human to make love to, the things we got into- you used to enter me like a train through a tunnel, as fast as a bullet flies out of the muzzle, i’m a cookie you crumbled- holding the bed sheets tight till my knuckles popped like a bubble (and by the way i struggled to push back because my leg muscle double-buckled as you kept digging your shovel in my rubble)
i’m sorry i was trouble
i’m sorry i needed sp-ce like a sp-ce shuttle
but there’s no man on my moon for me to cuddle at night
i would turn dyk- to have a threeway with you tonight with any girl that you like
i think i maybe just might k!ll myself if i don’t see you
k!ll myself cuz i miss you
k!ll myself because it’s easier to live no life without you
you don’t know how much pain that i’ve f-cking been through
every slit on my wrist represents each day that i miss you
all the guys that i’ve f-cked look almost exactly like you
and i dream we have babies that also look just like you
so when they’re grown they can f-ck mummy as hard as they want to
and it’s better because they’ll have d-cks a lot bigger than you
and i have more holes than my p-ssy if that’s what they are into
way more holes than you think, that’s why they call me see through
and you won’t ever understand many d-cks have tried to push through
i’m a suicidal bicycle without the front tyre
tiring, cycling a bomb to a couple of guys to show em real fire
full-time d-ck sucking b-tch wh0r- who ain’t gonna retire
so who’s gonna buy her if not you?
i can’t go to sleep but i always fall asleep checking your instagram feed to feed my h-rny needs when i finger f-ck myself till i bleed
and i f-cking hate it sometimes when my fingers ain’t up to speed
so i use different objects to fill in the void in-between my legs
i beg, i beg, i beg you come back
i hear you making more money now lets say a couple stacks
and b-tches be loving you up, down, left, right to front and back
that’s a lot of faces than usual that i need to f-cking slap
and by the way i’m okay, i’m just bandaged up like a mummy
i’m a self-art from self-harm you should really see my body
and if i ever see you again i’mma f-cking cut you so silly
put your d-ck in a box and put that box in my p-ssy you f-cking p-ssy
i’ll rip out your heart with my nails to see how it fails when you f-ck with my feelings harder than myself off the rails
making a couple sales now you think you’re the new prince of waies
i mean you ain’t even welsh but you wish you were english your foreign b-tch i ain’t finished i’m a vicious witch giving kisses to break wishes with other mistresses my malicious vision to eat with the richest b-tches like it’s a religious mission
i’m delicious in submission
so what’s your f-cking position?

lots of love
your b-tch

p.s – i left some cocaine in the freezer last night when i was tryna suck your d-ck without waking you up

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