And it's not my fault, it's you spreading yourself on it
You're stains in white, and my t-shirt color is black
Said, you want to brighten me
Said, you hate to see me like this
But sorry honey, you're stains.
You're white I'm staring at
Feel my fingers rubbing you?
Feel my tears on you?
It is my favourite t-shirt
My daddy bought me
My mommy picked for me
You stupid stains.
Detergent can't wash you off my t-shirt
Maybe you're too evil that you're so strong
Maybe you're too white that people can't see
Can't see your sins.
I hate you stains.
I hate you.
I fuckin hate you that I burn you and my t-shirt.
2 days later, I will get over it anyway.
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