| i woke up at seven and my body was vibrating | |
| i was wrapped up in a blanket | |
| i was grey | |
| damp and sore | |
| the bedroom was an engine and my heartbeat was erratic | |
| (like i think i'm at the racing | |
| like the night before) | |
| i remember one girl standing | |
| one was sitting on the ground | |
| one was holding me up | |
| the other pulling me down | |
| and i couldn't decide which one was real | |
| because there wasn't a sound | |
| (like i was pregnant again... ) | |
| "don't move don't blink don't think don't even breathe" she said | |
| "or the photograph will spoil | |
| and cut you off at the head" | |
| so i was sucking | |
| i was sucking like a fat lady would | |
| but i couldn't hold it down another second | |
| (bleagh!) | |
| "don't twitch don't shout don't think don't even breathe" she said | |
| "or the photograph will spoil and cut you off at the head" | |
| so i was sweating | |
| i was sweating like a fat lady would... | |
| and i woke up | |
| with a man inside my mouth | |
| (this won't hurt at all... ) |