hide your insecuritythe lenses point at you
you spent so much time with it
you should know how to do
sadness is banished from cockaigne
dont waste the time with your complaints
...and so she lifts her little head
stuffed with their greed
a lot to bear for these small feet
she moves her flesh so gracefully
millions of teeth are surrounding me..
you get along effortlessly
the table has been layed
dont think im not believing you
this is just jealousy and hate
smile...the lenses point at you
you chose to like your life