please be okay (feat. Miss Grit)

Feel the flaky fear calling to her Without hopeful tones or lullabies Count a baby-year ticking over Cross out mouths of stones that wanna cry Please be okay, feeding the passed away Picnics with hell money, please be okay If you're not okay, needing another day Lipstick made of honey, you'll be okay Are we the Yi who shot the tenth sun? Happy hour tapes, our tongues are tied Make believe, we wouldn't hurt our own sons Stamp on birthday cakes that wanna die Please bе okay, feeding the passed away Picnics with hell monеy, please be okay If you're not okay, needing another day Lipstick made of honey, you'll be okay Slow down and nurse your air Give thanks, copy-paste a prayer But if you've got to go, give thanks Please be okay, please be okay