i should just shoot myself
she's in my head
so she's always watching. even
though she's three thousand miles
away.
she doesnt know who i am but,
goddamn she's beautiful
so i polish my brass
and flaunt it as gold.
it's my fantasy,
but I'm the only one who doesn't believe it.
i'm trading my identity for her
a value greater than virtue
i dream
kissing her lips
and the mask fits a little better.
Goddamn she's beautiful