Hold me in my Insecurity,
Make my Black Tar light and feathery,
Help me to forget that I'm me:
Carry my Heart and make it merry.

Watch over me, my hands and my feet,
Think of me and my cracks in your sleep,
Just make my heart and soul complete:
I've sown all the seeds, now help me reap!

What? Were you not aware of my plan?
That a shared smile is a covenant
As binding as Isaac's *******?
That I have to roll you in my blunt?

What? Don't tell me that I ask too much.
Don't make it seem like it's not so rough,
When the Sadness just pleads for touch,
But can't—the world screams, " You're Not Enough!"