Now I'm not feeding off you. I will rearrange your scales if I can, and I can. Marching to the ocean, marching to the sea, I had a hat. I dropped it down and it sunk, reached down.
Judge me feel free. Cos the freer you feel. The freer you'll let me be. . It's such a terrible terrible shame. You keep on judging me, in his name. You're so quick to shift the focus.
You took me for granted. You took me, you took me for granted. But I landed back on my feet. Back on my feet. Cos you don't deserve me, deserve me. You don't have the time that I need.
Mind you mind me. You thought you could climb me. I'm sorry to cut your rope. But in you I've lost all hope. Mind you mind me. I haven't seen you lately.
Healing is difficult. Often results in psychosomatic. I admit to enjoying drugs. They get rid of tension, boredom and static. Hate those adverse sideeffects.
Now I don't mind if you find that I'm a shoulder to cry on rely on. But the burden is just too much I'm losing touch with myself and my health. . What you gonna do if you get me I can heal your problems if you let me.
I eat food to satisfy my hunger. I drink water to quench my thirst. I use my mouth and air to blow balloon up. I prick with pin to watch it burst. To make noise I use my breathe.