Megan Schüirmann - ​i made spaghetti and put it away lyrics

i made spaghetti and put it away my thoughts are spiders webbing out their a**es i like to believe that thoughts are once but thoughts are twice and thrice i know someone has felt this emotion before i know it's not the first time that the person who lived here placed their feet on this same spot on the carpet and cried dried their snot on their tshirt took it off because we were born naked and die clothed some people die in the bath they fall and it ends and all the fashion girls want to die in couture or fall ready-to-wear 2013 i died in the latest trends do you want to die next to your expensive flat-screen tv do you want to die in high heels do you want to die underwater with the beige alaskan starfish i picked one up and held it above water then dropped it and switched from eating fish to not ever again and i don't like it when you tell me what to do and i wish my sweaty palms would stop yearning for a hand to hold and i retain knowledge of your guitar's name and my ex-boyfriend's guitar's name and my other ex-boyfriend's guitar's name i forgot that one's name do you want to die next to your guitar do you want to die at all