Never thought i'd be in
This tiny wee thing
This little g-string
Exposed as she brings
More pain than bee stings
Just to be in
This hair free skin
She say's 'lie on your back
Try and relax'
She smiles and chats
As she applies the wax
I think she's high on the fact
She gets a guy back
For every guy
Who's ever made her cry
Cos the fact is
To relax with
The wax chick
With the wax stick
Is a little bit drastic
Look at her tactic
the way she squeezes
These tweezers
JESUS
You have to see her go
The freaken thing hurts bro
What's worse though
You have to give her dough
To see your fur go
And that's it
That's the story of the wax chick
So get back quick
Unless you want your sac stripped.

Quivering lips
Shivering fits
Living in this
Withering bliss.
A nameless face
With an aimless pace
My brain embraces
A dangerous place.
Too numb for words
Succumb to nerves
More angst than one deserves
As i come to terms
With this apparent non-rest
Transparent complex
My parents conquest.
Call me weak for choosing
Such a bleak conclusion
But i seek seclusion.
A confined room
And i'l be fine soon
A confined room
I'l be fine soon.