You are a few times out of your creativity A constant induction, someone who says to me You are more than enough for those in the world that can't stand such much and people you don't really know That's all I am, my consciousness too much I'm trying hard not to feel anything too much, oh my gosh! (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) [Verse 2] Well I appear as God decide your boyfriend likes to hide Sisters don't love you the way that you're designed Your teachers can't listen, your friends are going mental Suppose you follow They'll lead Since your parents can't decide your boyfriend likes to hide Sisters don't love you the way that you're designed Your teachers can't listen, best friends are going mental And she will (ah) Too [Instrumental]
