SKЯ3WBALLED: Back To Bed

Wednesday, 12 February 2025

So chilling cold,

Ruffle n snuffle,

I'm lying here,

Back to bed.

Take your time,

It's all you have.

Mine is up,

Pass my fuckeries cup.

Choca Mocha.

Rice krispiees,

N a butter crosiant with jam.

I toke the vape,

Eyes as wide as I can.

Got a broken nose,

And blood on my knees.

Full of metal,

Pain and krackle,

Trickee tackle, when I walk.

But a smile on my face,

When I see a bird to talk.

Be a good boy,

Is what my mama said.

But I chose to be naughty,

That's why I'm back to bed.

SKЯ3WBALLED