Look at this shit Isn't it neat? Wouldn't you say I suffocated completely? Making me see the shiny things you keep to stake yourself Elves felt more on the shelf than you dealt to your guilt Split what you felt was melted to the fix I wanted to mix with you Choose dude, what you want to do with that fine ass attitude Move after the mood, Don't do what you thought was the truth Or I'll be at the phone booth, calling to that balling falling noose I chose to choose for myself. Guess I'll never and always miss you.
