She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band I always used to bust into her hand In my, my, my imagination I was living my best life, living with my parents Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants And my, my, my cancellations, hm, yeah And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine In my, my, my imagination So many cringes in the heroin binges I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah Enough about me now "You gotta talk about the people, baby" (But that's kind of the idea) At home, somewhere I don't like Eating stuff off of motorbikes Cumming to her lookalikes I can't get the language right Just tell me what's unladylike I know some "Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas" Sitting east on their communista keisters Writing about their ejaculations "I like my men like I like my coffee Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody" Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah A Xanax and a Newport "Well, I take care of my kids," she said The worst inside of us begets That feeling on the internet It's like someone intended it (Like advertising cigarettes) A diamond in the rough begets The diamond with a scruff you get Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke? Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke Calling his ego imagination? I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe It's kind of my daily iteration

Hey, uh! I'm a little over, over than he thought I'm a little over, over, I'm a hurricane He can run away And in the rain I'm hunting, hunting I'm hunting after him I'm hunting after him I'm hunting, hunting But after all words All words I'm telling He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire Hey I'm a little stronger, stronger than he thought I'm a little stronger, stronger, I'm a hurricane Running through the edge And in the rain I'm hunting, hunting I'm hunting after him I'm hunting after him I'm hunting, hunting But after all words All words I'm telling He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire He's part of me He's part of me He's part of me, my desire But after all words All words I'm telling He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire He's part of me, my desire

We, the people, fight for our existence We don't claim to be perfect but we're free We dream our dreams alone with no resistance Fading like the stars we wish to be You know I didn't mean What I just said But my God woke up on the wrong side of his bed And it just don't matter now 'Cause little by little We gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little The wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little You have to give it all in all your life And all the time, I just ask myself why you're really here True perfection has to be imperfect I know that that sounds foolish but it's true The day has come and now you'll have to accept The life inside your head we give to you You know I didn't mean What I just said But my God woke up on the wrong side of his bed And it just don't matter now 'Cause little by little We gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little The wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little You have to give it all in all your life And all the time, I just ask myself why you're really here Hey Little by little We gave you everything you ever dreamed of Little by little The wheels of your life have slowly fallen off Little by little You had to give it all in all your life And all the time, I just ask myself why you're really here Why am I really here? Why am I really here?