let's play this game
i can swoon you for days and you can't help but trip
an hour of excitement and hour anxiety
looped and repeated in a perfect order
a track listing to engage curiosity for my origin
i can be wonderful forever
i am amazing and you'll always be worried for that to end
so far to go and you don't know why i've been able to be this open
trust me, as much as you think you've touched there's more
do you know what it's like to hear someone say that you didn't make the cut
no one is above me, you are the one who is getting left behind
you crossed the wrong finish line
and for some reason no one has ever crossed this one
i'm not that competitive but fuck if i'm not the best
why bring it up... you'll never know anyway
maybe i should be fake, maybe i should play everyone else’s game
to stand on the side an witness everyone glare with horror
knowing they don't understand where i come from
or what i could offer next
and always be too afraid to test the limits of anticipation
to bewilder expectations with a psychotic intensity and repetition
it's almost worth it, the belief that it's still there waiting
but is it - this savage emptiness, this carnage, this unknown aura
where does it start to love me back
when does the attention it's been given reciprocate
who am i allowed to be today
