Hygeine

from baby bitch blues (remastered) by DOOF

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lyrics

I got a lot to say, but only two hands to write it down
Sliding out my mouth, but I can’t find a use to fight it now
But everything I fought, it was just now hitting me
You said I was precious but I smelled like sprinkle cheese
Sweating, wet from crying, sigh
I’ll never use the hints that you buy me
Feel me up and down, but it’s oily like styrene
Why the hell you care about your hygiene?
That bullshit’s reserved for the basics girls on IG
Gross creep, get washed, stumble ‘round lost
Ever high on strange happiness that comes at this cost
Always feeling higher now than when you’d double bounce me
I’d live in the dirt if you weren’t here around me
I’d become a worm if I was left to my devices
Make a silk cocoon just to have a place to hide in
But now I make silk just to see what life is
Feel my innards smile, man, that shit is kinda priceless

But to be frank, I think I don’t think I like this
Dirty like a Kaiji, sweaty like a cyclist
Even all my off-key beats feel cleaner
Than my body, mind, and soul after a sec with my demeanor
And these creepy, crawly insects dicking with my mind
Yet the few people I talk to say I’m living in my prime
I’ll blame it on the hormones, get angry at my clothes
And honesty is gross, I know, but honestly it’s just the way it goes
I’m a dummy, yet I know who’s above me
And no, I’ll never find a honey who could love me
Who could always buy me soap, just not passive aggressively
But in the meantime, I’ll just stumble apprehensively
Anxiety, mood swings and shitty personalities
Trapped in a cloud of dirt, and more in reality
To everyone I love it’s a depravity, the feeling that I’m
Falling, but I just can’t understand the gravity