Kiss This Bedwetting Cosmonaut Goodnight

kiss this bedwetting cosmonaut goodnight

It wasn't my fault, really. He just never really fit in with our group.

Dead wasn't really a bad look on him, anyways.

when I disappear, it is clear I am up to no good,
I am drearily bloodletting this bedwetting cosmonaut,
"son, the last thing you'll realize you need is what you've already got".