00:00I try not to stand too close to myself. I try not to listen to the things they say. They say there's no such thing as self-abuse.
00:18But you wonder how I can't be trusted if I'm finely tuned or well adjusted. Oh, I'm pretty about you. Oh, I'm pretty about me. I'm so pretty about her. Every time she comes inside, you have to run. You have to run. You wish that crush would go away. You're not the only one.
00:48Oh, I'm pretty.
01:18Oh, I'm pretty.
01:20Well, I've tried to play it open-handed. Well, I've tried to make a fist of this. Even when the questions are candid, my arrows miss. Well, I've heard about your fragile ego, your shield, your sword. What am I expecting to do? Shout man overboard.
01:42Come around when I'm asleep. Roll around trying to wake me. That's all right, you got to go now. Words overtake me. Your cubic hairs around my pillow. Your stubble breaks like your words on my skin. Your tail man stays.
02:12Well, I've had to learn the things I love. You are a swamp of trivia. In a voice, well, in some sphere, I love you. It's like stars and mirrors.
02:26I'm sick and tired of this position. Hatched underneath your arm, a crutch under stress. Your weather when it's calm. I'm bored staring at the ceiling while you point out my thoughts.
02:42I watch the wall. I watch the wall. People peeling from slamming doors. You talk about penis and me and your friends. Oh, Lord. What am I expecting to do? Shout man overboard.
03:04Come across the women, girls, look around, start the room, boy
03:12Jealous white suits, razor, smile, and parties
