Flesh and bones, giving in.
I can't see the fog I'm in.
But it's there, in my eyes,
In my car, in the sky.
I'm so tired, weekend in,
I'm an unproductive sin.
Special lady with her issues,
You can sue me if I kiss you.
I'm a wasted girl,
I'm a wasted nun,
And I don't have fun.
Cherry Glazerr - Wasted Nun










