FMA
The reason why I wanna spew creaky thoughts out
Is because there is no other proof for existence
The future I supposedly got hold of
Has a conflict between dignity and freedom
The reason why I wanna wipe crooked afterimages out
Is because I see my limitations in them
On the window of excessively self-conscious
There is the last year's calendar with no dates on it
Delete and rewrite it
Presence great enough to make me forget those ridiculous super-fantasies
Rewrite it for a dramatic revival
Even a meaningless fancy is a motivation to form you
Give me your whole body and soul
Is because there is no other proof for existence
The future I supposedly got hold of
Has a conflict between dignity and freedom
The reason why I wanna wipe crooked afterimages out
Is because I see my limitations in them
On the window of excessively self-conscious
There is the last year's calendar with no dates on it
Delete and rewrite it
Presence great enough to make me forget those ridiculous super-fantasies
Rewrite it for a dramatic revival
Even a meaningless fancy is a motivation to form you
Give me your whole body and soul