Passive-aggressive is your artifice Crying anomaly in unconsciousness Get away I'm chasing you in the morning Coping with breakaway Pretty boy forget your face Oh, a poet falls far from grace Try a past vital embrace I am ghastly, polymorphic Surely you're authentic You are a prize I am death in your room You are breath in every tomb Not in deserted minds Habit Habit come undone Surely You're a gentleman Fall on the floor I am not a lizard You're a heavy hitter Call on the horde I transpire I am a coward Moving higher from a tower Breath it takes Heavy jumps Pockets loose, grass is numb I transpire I am a coward Moving higher from a tower Breath it takes Heavy jumps Pockets loose, grass is numb