FUCK YOU AND THE COLLECTIVIST HORSE YOU RODE IN ON

YOU WANT STABILITY
I WANT INFINITY

I NEED SOME INSECURITY
I WANT SOME INFIDELITY

I NEED A HEARTACHE ON MY SLEEVE
I WANT A HEARTACHE ON MY SLEEVE
YOU ARE SUCH A CREEP TO ME
C’MON GIVE YOUR SOUL TO ME

I GOT SOMETHIN UNSEEN
MY SOUL MY CUNT MY ME
YOU DON’T MEAN A THING TO ME
I GOT SOMETHIN UNSEEN

I GOT THIS HEARTACHE ON MY SLEEVE
I WANT THIS HEARTACHE ON MY SLEEVE
YOU’RE JUST A PETTY THIEF
C’MON GIVE YOUR SOUL TO ME

there’s always one side that wins
one side that screams"I am not a six-sided cube,
but a polygonal whatchamacallitthat demands an answer;demands an action”Oh boy, don’t you deny me: I never was a chained-up thing for waitin’/

there’s always one side that wins

one side that screams
"I am not a six-sided cube,

but a polygonal whatchamacallit
that demands an answer;
demands an action”

Oh boy, don’t you deny me: I never was a chained-up thing for waitin’/