Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight
Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra
Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy
We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys
I’ve said some things that mean a… And said some things you should fo… I throw myself against the wall To see what sticks and what should…
I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen
What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?
I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want
I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine
It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble
Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses
You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…
We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue
