Justice cow - Hold my phone

I'm out of my range I'm out of my waistband
I'm holding my brain and salting with the other hand
Like a slug in the sand inside out with swiss cheese licorice and pickles
I'm scared to be sane I flail in the quicksand
Direct all my blame at loved ones and colleagues who cares
I'm a little off sometimes I'm a shitshow constantly
Hold my phone as I scour this brain alone
I'll come back with answers
The gems were in me already
Scared to be heard I'm scared to get noticed
Although I've been groomed since the womb
I'm shaking in my boots I don't wanna get booed
A woman is polite and pleasant and broken
I'm out of my way I'm lucky or brain dead
Oh what can I say when everything's going to plan
When's it gonna get bad holding my breath so the mold spores don't get in
Hold my phone as I scour this brain alone
I'll come back with answers
The gems were in me already
Hold my phone as I scour this brain alone
I'll come back with all of it sorted
You don't have to worry anymore anymore

Writers: Jessica Kion

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