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hi it’s me again - The names SpaceGhostBones with a capital S-G-B body said “girl sit down” I said “nah girl - don't you see? we got an audience” (somebody queue the bassline) I woke up shaped like a bad idea (mm-hm) still walked out the house still limpin’, still loud still look like the afterparty of a breakdown - wow I don’t limp, I glide - dramatically (oo) every joint pop cinematically (oo) hurt in HD, automatically (oo) still mean, still problematically walkin’ like a lawsuit talkin’ like a side-effect in boots pain said “rest,” I said “cute” then fell down and made it fashion, oops every flare a meet-and-greet every bruise a new release if I faint mid-verse (Somebody autotune the piece) (ouch) - but make it art (Ow) - but hit your mark (ouch) - but make it camp (Ow) - but light the lamp I’m dizzy, still pretty, still petty (so petty) chronically hot, apocalypse-ready (too ready) spoon count low but the fit so steady (yeah steady) limp like luxury, pain confetti (throw it!) I’m the relapse mascot sweat glitter, nerve rot call it tragic chic - I call it my day job I’m not healed, I’m holy-ish patched with sarcasm and wish burnt tongue, bitten lip, still givin’ main-character limp (serve) every flare’s a costume change every scar a brand-new range if the stage starts spinning - then I’m the hurricane (spin it!) la-la-la, my spine said “stop” I said “why?” (why?) we gon’ pop we gon’ drop we gon’ - Ouch... Never mind. body say no, but the beat say please I said fine, we’ll make disease chic every symptom got rhythm, see? that’s choreography, not defeat (ouch) - but make it art (Ow) - but hit your mark (ouch) - but make it camp (Ow) - but light the lamp I’m dizzy, still pretty, still petty (so petty) chronically hot, apocalypse-ready (too ready) spoon count low but the fit so steady (yeah steady) limp like luxury, pain confetti (throw it!) I told them I was tired they said “take a nap” I took a decade came back with merch and a handicap I don’t limp, I glide, dramatically magic every breath photographically tragic still broke, still attractively rachet still that ghost - theatrically rabid if I collapse mid-song, keep the mic on that’s just ambience, babe still the show still the quote still that ghost. said hi - The names SpaceGhostBones with a capital S-G-B