more lies out bursts and tantrums in sin city

It’s the time of the month people, I’m hormonal.

I think more sin more speak more sin more do more sin more.

My mind just keep playing tricks with me, can’t help it.

I feel detached most of the time, looking at myself from a distance, doing i don’t know whatever, and doing it all wrong. 

Really hate myself at times like these, fuck the bloody hormones.

See, I’m agitated so easily. Where’s Baby? Can someone come calm me please?