[verse] I literally one time had a plenus diarrhea didn't make it to the bowl before it hit the linoleum, yeah you came stomping down the hall in those busted-up boots with your dick still dripping on the door then you bent and licked the whole damn mess right off the floor [verse] Later in the kitchen, I was folded on the sink staring at the same dead text, trying not to think You came back in with a paper towel and that grin like you were proud of the smear you were standing in I just laughed too hard, almost gagged on the crust while the fan kept shredding stink and the tile stayed fucked [chorus] Hold the line, hold the grime, don't slide when the bowl misses once, we still survive I was leaking like a busted tap, you were howling at the spill scooping up the worst of it like, yeah, that's your favorite thrill Hold the line, hold the slime, don't flinch if it hits the floor, we make it ours in a pinch brown on the grout, stink in the air some nights you laugh so hard you don't even care
