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letra de gays on their periods - lucas valiante

i haven’t slept in three whole days (uh-huh)
wearing glitter like it pays (cha-ching)
my group chat’s full of s-x and slays
but i’m still ghostin’ halfway through the parade (whoops)
vodka soda, maskin’ pain
looking hot while going insane
posted thirst traps for the fame
now i’m crying in the club again
no, i’m not mad, i’m on my moon (oooh)
cramps in my vibe, not leaving soon
i slayed too hard, now i’m in ruins
can someone hold me? …not you
we’re the gays on their periods (uhh)
wig’s on, heart’s in delirium
overworked, over-loved, and curious
why the h-ll is he texting “you up?”? (block it!)
we’re the gays on their periods
serving sad mixеd with fierce and furious
crashing out but still luxurious
pride don’t stop… еven when we’re serious
cry a little – serve a lot (womp womp)
lose a man, gain a bop (ding!)
meltdown in a crop top (splat splat)
this. is. our. era
(wooooo!!!)
i wore mesh to brunch and heels to h-ll
body dysmorphia but still chanel (ugh)
he said i’m “intense,” i said “oh well,”
then blocked him mid-lip-sync at adele
kiss me under disco lights
tell me i’m too much tonight
i’ll be a tragedy in neon tights
with lashes long and trauma tight
(whoosh, drip, pow)
i’m the friend who cries in ubers
the ghoster turned true believer
from strobe-lit highs to bottom feeder
still the diva, never neater
you say “too emotional”? b-tch, me neither
bleeding glitter, can’t feel my feet
chose heartbreak over basic peace
and i’d do it all again next week
just hand me snacks and call me chic
we’re the gays on their periods
not a phase, not just experience
cry in sync, still mysterious
we break, we bend, but still victorious!
(oh-oh)
gays on their periods
texting “why?” with ulterior
motives, full hysteria
but always fab and superior
always fab and superior

- lucas valiante

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