I think you think I’m two binding stretches from becoming unglued
I’m not who you think I am
C’est la vie you see, C’est la vie…
Fuck with me, fuck with me…
I think you think because I write poetry that each poem should be about you
I do what I do because I can
Carpe diem with me, Hodie…
Fuck with me, fuck with me…
I think you think that I’m only a good person because it allows be to be closer to you
miluješ mě, miluješ mě???
Fuck with me, fuck with me…
I think you think because I make art that it’s supposed to make sense to you
Kab than khaphachao aem fri…
Fuck with me, fuck with me…
I’m not tired although I’m fully asleep
I think you think I think you know I think I’m in love with you
I’m not about what you’d clearly hoped I’d be
Fuck with me, fuck with me…
So I’m changing…
I’m not playing with the part of your heart that you give to me
Anni nive, Anni nive….
I think you think I think you don’t have have a clue
conmigo, si?
Fuck with me, fuck with me…
I’m not what you think I am intrinsically
Please see
You fuck with me artistically…
So I’m changing…