Twitchy
Twitchy, itchy, scratching, biting,
I sat in the dark,
My phone is ringing off the edge
And my heat is rising up,
Twitchy, itchy, scratching, biting,
It’s my disease and I decided
A long time ago,
The best choices are all on addictions,
Twitchy, itchy, scratching, biting,
In she walks and talks and moves,
The whole world shakes in her wake,
She demands attention,
Twitchy, itchy, scratching, biting,
“Try this on and get me that,
Come on, hop to, hop to,
Out it to the sun, let’s go!”
Twitchy, itchy, scratching, biting,
Misty, sunny, calming, cooling,
Trick my addictions and bring me out into the world
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