Making friends with the moon, ooh one can't start to soon,. cause if you don't, then you will find yourself. Crawling in corners, rolling in circles, forgetting about the soup.
I fear what I'll never be, i fear what I'll never see. I take in what they throw out, I take in what they devour. . You gave me this special thing, you gained from this rotten fling.
If you want to rip me off,. Then you better do it fast,. If you want to steal my style,. Then you better make this fast,. I've got nothing left to loose,.