l am the one with underpants made of meat I'm walking around the hungry wolves Both my arms are twisted And my brain is dripping slowly from my ass I cover it up under my dress No one knows my body is a mess I use a lot of the cheapest perfume I play chess under stress and flesh I eat dynamite I drink acid I burn my babies feet I masturbate on graves I worship the moon I sleep with the vomit of my kids I have a condom wrapped around my neck I hope l'get raped and killed very soon My husband left me many years ago I need a drink and a suicide