buttery sprouts

But the thump from deep within
And move my body as I do too often
In my apartment cooking Brussel sprouts
That buttery delight
Where a dark sky fills the night
My shape deflates its size
There’s a lava flow inside
And I’m scared to go outside
and Trace Mountains and ]
Learning to cook can be fun
Or at least until the dishes are done
I wanna eat something alright
Have a heart attack tonight
I’m watchin' my weight
Somehow messin' with fate
I’m meaning to clog every artery by age 28
And in my dreams
Theres a lady who you see
Come back to me
My friends will all be free
And they’ll look down on me