Eggshell

I stuff my courage with a sock
I stuff my courage and I know what's going on
And now the language is stuck
Maybe the language doesn't know what's going on

I shrug my luggage off
I shrug my luggage and be painless in a month
I will be holy and bold
Without a handle, as a doll with only a bump

And my body cases lead smoke
Like an eggshell full of black wool

I stuff my courage with some socks
I stuff my courage, strut it foxy like a fox
And if the body is a rock
Rock body tell me what I'm not

I mark a circle on the floor
I take a breath, and then a toothbrush to my core
And it's a sacred fight
I mist the mirror and it tells me that I'm right

And my body cases lead smoke
Like an eggshell full of black wool

A boy with a bow or a girl without one
A boy with a bow or a girl without one
Is easier said than done
I'm pacing up the edge of my room
Half-proud

Compulsory, essential song
Each line
I sing along, I know that it's wrong
Even now
I still feel fear
Feel caked in wrong
Why?
It's in the bell curve
I lick along
And get moral feelings

We'll feast on moths
With salted wings
We'll drink the blood of anything
So let's talk
Creature to creature