Its Fashion Mom by PlasticBag FaceMask Lyrics

The itchiest of stitches
Realize the more you scratch
The worse you’re gonna scar

In the soft light in the morning
Open the window and I’m suffocating
There’s never any sun here
The sky is flat and falling on top of us

The sky weighs on my shoulders
I can feel it crushing my lungs

I will bring the pen
And you bring the sword
Ink will wash from my hands
But the blood will stain yours
Think this through please

You are just a cat that knows it had eight lived in its past
Now you only fear
To jump from the branch because you know that there is no way for you to land
On your feet
Claw a meal with a spaghetti strand tail
A fairly safe gamе it doesn’t take a while
Clеared out the nest now there’s nothing left
Ribs meet the skin as there is nothing for miles
It is what it is