Is it to show the most
remote interest...

Give me a subject I can sink my teeth into.
The fresh, juicy, pulp of Fate...

Everything
Lies in it's place...

She's falling of expectations
Even of her own...

I'm pale chipmunk cheeks and innocence.
Tousled hair and naivety...

Look me in the eyes and tell me
This isn't what you wanted...

Close your eyes and breathe in
Let the deep blue water's awkward gurgle...

Hate your face and hair and eyes and nose
And the way you make my blood run cold...

Reality knew me not, nor you, till now.
You're told the simple, but you just want the...

Hello, Child
Wants to be amazing...

Hello, Child, I
Noticed your mottled blue skin...

Words back up in my mouth
And get tangled...