please be okay

Feel the flaky fear calling to her
Without hopeful tones or lullabies
Count a baby-year ticking over
Cross out mouths of stones that wanna cry

Please be okay, feeding the passed away
Picnics with hell money, please be okay
If you're not okay, needing another day
Lipstick made of honey, you'll be okay

Are we the Yi who shot the tenth sun?
Happy hour tapes, our tongues are tied
Make believe, we wouldn't hurt our own sons
Stamp on birthday cakes that wanna die

Please bе okay, feeding the passed away
Picnics with hell monеy, please be okay
If you're not okay, needing another day
Lipstick made of honey, you'll be okay

Slow down and nurse your air
Give thanks, copy-paste a prayer
But if you've got to go, give thanks
Please be okay, please be okay