#flat earther

they’ll ask me if i’m special i’ll say just to you

love was a myth now it’s my morning coffee the one you leave me by our bed

you’ll find her new barely a wisdom tooth

a desk that’s worth more than the words you wrote on it

but give a man one sword he thinks that he’s a saviour

another sweet sweet boy that i took out the kennel back when his ego and his*

i tried the blonde i tried the boots and it was fun i admit

so what you doing tomorrow and the rest of your life?

i’m the scene of the crime and the bore of the bar and a memory hoarder

i was flyin in the face of science but it sure was something believing like that

my heart used go break now it’s all muscle