There’s a certain bit of something
In the air
It’s sweat and skin.
And there’s a whole lot
Of heavy breathing –
Going mostly out
And hardly in.
It’s a panic attack!
Grab your bootstraps!
And hold on for dear life,
Because this ain’t no happy dagger.
It’s a slippery fucking knife.

 

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