Where the hell am I?
Does my circle fit into your square?
Do you care?
It seems the only trait we share is that we both breathe air
But you need the clean, aquamarine, and me, every breath I take is laced with chlorine
A limited amount of space where I can be myself,
Should I free myself for my mental health?
To settle is to give up, thought that I could be happy with what I got,
Obviously not, I must have forgot the time I got caught flirting with my girlfriend squirting tears at the coffee shop
Oh, how I'd love to be one of those lucky human beings born with better genes,
God stitched right at the seams, but I'm just lil' ol' me,
Supporting by sporting band's tees is my steez,
"All I need is me" is a fallacy,
I want a girl with a 'grindcore' mentality,
A jazzy personality, porn star sexuality,
How 'punk rock' would we be?
It's like a voice inside of me:
"B, fear no loss, let go of everything!"
But loyal I remain...
Do you think of me, do I....
Sprinkle pink sparkle in your eyes? (I live for the)
Make you be giddy at odd times? (I yearn, I pray, I)
Turn on excite you all night long? (For you to write this)
To sell one's soul is to write one song
Your slight brush up against me, accidentally, oh so gently hints of the subtleties of love left unnoticed by some, unknowingly demising fates of galactic empires to come,
It's why, when combined, negative one and one is none
It seems the only care we have is that we ain't never had a care
It seems you're unaware every time I look at you, and then you catch me stare
It seems you wanna call me 'all-in', but I'm still playing solitaire
It seems life's so unfair, you'll probably end up with a millionaire
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