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I've been trying to figure out exactly
Uh what is
What's twink death?
I don't know
Should I get botox
Or fill my lips
Adjust my face
Or lick my nicks?
Pull back the skin
That's sagging down
When I feel like the oldest twink in town
I tell myself I tell myself
Boy you know you know you know
You've got to let these exPECtations go
Pick your face up
What you waiting for?
Show them you've got more
Time it ticks away
But you're not dead yet
Fuck all that they say
Show them you can slay
Time it ticks don't wait
You're not giving up
Could age with grace
At a natural pace
Love myself put down the knife
No cuts to face
If crow'z feet come claw
This geriatric body could grandfather you all
I tell myself I tell myself
Bitch let's go let's go let's go
You've got to let the ageist bastards know
Pick your face up
What you waiting for?
Show them you've got more
Time it ticks away
But you're not dead yet
Fuck all that they say
Let your body slay
Time it ticks don't wait
You're not giving up
What if I fill
What if I fill my heart?
(I could fill my heart)
And let my body
Let it fall apart
Wrinkled wrinkled little star
Hope they never see the scars
Death become
Death becoming me
(Death becomes her)
Bow out from society
I tell myself I tell myself
Boy you know you know you know
It's time to let these exPECtations go
What you waiting for?
Show them you've got more
Time it ticks away
But you're not dead yet