I am a fruit that you squeeze
hoping the nectar is sweet
I am a lump on your wheel
whose shape you still conceal
I want to be something to you
but I feel like nothing
and I'm desperate to feel you hands
shaping me constantly
Chorus
just don't pa** me by
please don't pa** me by
or else I else I die
just please don't pa** me by
don't pa** me by
or else I else I'd die
you put a clench off my fist
cleaning the mill of the (grids?)
you run a hand on my back
that makes my tension slack
ill always be something to you
though I feel like nothing
and I'm desperate to feel you hands
shaping me constantly
Chorus
just don't pa** me by
please don't pa** me by
or else I else I die
just please don't pa** me by
don't pa** me by
or else I else I'd die
(instrumental)
you flow a knife sharp fast and clean
cutting the cancer clean
you k**ed the ghost of ugliness
floating inside of me
Chorus
just don't pa** me by
please don't pa** me by
or else I else I die
just please don't pa** me by
don't pa** me by
or else I else I'd die