that's the thing on the tip of my tongue in a heart i felt nothing
but i had some dawns in me already breaking truth
that else is not always else and my self was not always myself and i trust this and i need this truth
and if it's called selfishness then i admit it to be i swear it to be because a heart where there is nothing else only comes about for me
an end, i reach, came finally all that was amind was mine.
the biggest fog, cloudiest bog aggregated aggravation wish i could go around and change the notation
never MIND the abject self-criticality i mind it the most when you mess with my practicality
cause i'm sick of this big big fog that i carry in me. you wanna carry this for me? i carry it for no reason but an old commitment i used to have for interreality
and this isn't really my reality this is your reality
so we play, and when we do, we play across the line and when we cross your faults, they become mine but like always i'll take them it's fine
forgetting i'm already sick of the weather forgetting i don't know how to make it better forgetting it forgetting it
filled of others I'M FILLED with others of what else?
you say else never was the anti-me but i fought inner wars to have it reconciled in me
well, in any case, your else, i used to make it mine
but here i fulfill my own. disown disown disown
cause i've laid no ties to this weaky throne nor to the cloudy ****** weather i'm gonna have overthrown
belonging to all these people i asked to leave me alone by the way, they never left me alone till i finally left me alone
honey i'm home honey honey i'm home i'm more than skin i'm more than bone but i'm not you i'm my own
i keep thinking if only i had known
if only i had known
and I say then. I say then the things I have to the things I didn't want to but they come out whether you plan to or not-plan, too