They say to show your work
We've lost your bluff in layers for about the fourth or fifth time
Are you sure you're comfortable?
Prune up the brush, push past the briar
If we're not allowed to look or supposed to pry, you'll never make high tide in time
Perfection's close-implied when you're serpentine-built
One misstep and we crack through the ceiling
There's no room for error; new art should be effortless
There's no room for error; when'd my heart grow effortless?
Je ne sais pas
Venez-à moi
De vous, j'ai besoin
Feel free to take your time
Chap each quick slowly so we revisit our fears
Clamp down on the graphite I used to prod in my ears
So busy waiting for a half-life with our radiant peers
My needs, they all evolved when all my sores reappeared
Listen apart the herd while they're breaking their yokes
What started as a splinter from intent to impose
Seems non-existent, but I am present
But it's a secret. If you'd believe it
Damnit, maybe so could I
I'm overly burdened
Overtly barren
I know I'm not a fun person
I'm trying to get back to that guy
Do you think that you could help me remember?
I need you to help me remember