Buttercup, I’m stuck in your glitchy glow,

eleven seconds of VHS snow—

you loop my tongue in pastel static,

crush my lungs like cheap automatic.

I sneeze neon, you giggle in code,

pocket my ribs on a dial-up road.

Spin me, tiny terrarium dream,

syrup skull, bubblegum scream.

Rewind the moon, we’re almost free—

but the tape ends, still clinging to me.

buttercup – Jack Stauber

Forget it I’ll do it sometime ooh

算了吧 改天我會(huì)試一試

I’m locked up on the button

我就喜歡找罪受

Can’t you do it sometime

你能不能改天試一試

Pushed it in too far oh

一切都已來不及

Fine electrify mine oh

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