hey look at me somebody get her a sign we all agree she’s got it bad in the worst way she shows it off wants to talk with her eyes she’s off the wall grows some balls on the first date who me obscene says her conscious as she appeals her prediction could this be me ya she ponders a bit then details her reflection is it kind at all ~ trust the soul it’s never gonna leave you darlin broken heart-ed take control your always gonna feel departed until you start again ~ now look at me somebody get him a sign 2 out of 3 comment he’s bad in a good way he grabs the chalk words evolve from his eyes it’s spilling out scream and shout have a nice day who me obscene there’s a harness attached to his moral obsession could this be me his assurance appears as he swallows intention ~ you can hack at the knees you know that they’re weak you can work on your needs whatever you think is the route you perceive you want to believe there’s an end