Mmm… okay… spell time… Just real quick… real simple… No chaos… no mistakes… …why is the room spinning Sat on the throne, ritual zone, Candles lit but I’m not alone, Mirror cracked, eyeliner smeared, Summoned sleep instead of fear Leanin’ forward, head goin’ down, Drool hit porcelain that’s my crown Tried to chant but slurred the line “Spirits wait… I need… a tiiiiime…” Spellbook slid right off my knee, Hit the floor, offended me, Sigil sideways, chalk went wrong I still said “nah, this belongs.” Pulse went slow, the air got thick, Magic started feelin’ sick, Symbols meltin’ in my sight …I think I just hexed goodnight… CRAPTASTIC THREE UNCONSCIOUS QUEEN Face in the sink, don’t know what I mean Droolin’ magic, accidental spell, Summoned a nap straight outta hell Yeah I’m slumped but still divine, Bathroom throne but I still shine, If this is wrong I don’t care I CAST A CURSE MID-SNORE, I SWEAR CRAPTASTIC THREE LOOK AT ME GO Passed out queen with a power flow Didn’t aim it, still it hit MASTERPIECE OF ACCIDENT Dreamin’ I’m ten feet tall again, Then I shrink, then split to ten, Tiny dolls all yell at me “YOU DID THIS, YOU IDIOT, SEE?” One of me climbed up the sink, One just lay there like “don’t think,” One kept chanting off the beat Whole damn choir from a toilet seat One was judging, arms all crossed, One said “girl, we love the loss,” One just screamed into the void Honestly? I’m still employed Water runnin’, time’s all bent, Reality just came and went, Every version still agrees We look GOOD in catastrophes CRAPTASTIC THREE BATHROOM SAGA Toilet throne turned drama opera Snorin’ loud, spell went wild, Cursed myself while sleep-deprived Drool = potion, don’t ask how, I’m still powerful right now, Messy magic, zero shame PASS OUT QUEEN STILL RUNS THE GAME CRAPTASTIC THREE MULTI-ME Every failure harmony Even chaos sings in key WHEN YOU’RE THIS ICONICALLY Sink starts glowin’ violet light, Toilet whispers in the night, Mirror shows me lookin’ fine Even half-dead, still divine Faucet drippin’ beats on time, Accidental rhythm, kinda prime, Snore synced up with spirit drums Honestly? This track kinda slaps Candles flicker to my breath, Almost summoned minor death, But instead I made a groove Even spirits start to move Half awake, half gone, half there, Magic tangled in my hair, If this fails then let it be Failure sounds like victory Drip… drip… faucet sings… Dreams unravel into things… Spell half-cast, half-asleep… Power don’t pause, it runs deep… Voices echo, layered me, Every version disagree, But we all still strike a pose Even chaos has its pros Snore chant snore spell Somehow still workin’ well Drop head zap boom Accidental ritual DOOM Doll-me screamin’, tall-me gone, Tiny choir carry on, Sink-me hummin’, floor-me dead Still got rhythm in my head CRAPTASTIC THREE I TRANSCEND SLEEP-DEPRIVED BUT STILL ASCEND Face in sink but crown intact, Even my naps are cursed like that Toilet throne, I claim my seat, Failure never felt so sweet, Eyes half-open, still supreme I RULE REALITY IN MY DREAM CRAPTASTIC THREE SAY MY NAME PASS OUT STILL WON THE GAME Didn’t try but still it’s art CHAOS BUILT INTO MY HEART …five more minutes… …still legendary… …don’t wake me… …this spell’s kinda working…
