Oh how I love wearing my sweaters
I wear then in the morning,especially at night
in the cold and summer
in the public and private places
when I fell all soo happy
and also when I'm depressed

It's like a shell
It protects from this dangerous world
the world criticism stings me
giving me a lethal dose of paranoia and sleep deprivation

Well  luckily I have my sweaters
It's my cup of Joe
my video game
my secret lover
my special listener
my doctor
my savior

Oh it saves me alright
from the world
isolating me from the world
making me lonely and cold

But it is worth it
oh this world can be dangerous
i don't want my soul to be drain

But eventually when I'm ready
I will break from this cocoon
and spread my wings so that everybody can see
my warmth and salvation

My sweaters
they are nice to have
but it is not meant to be worn for a long time.