I need some separation from the situation
I'm gonna lay my life out in front of me
Cause its the problem with proximity that
I can't deal with.
Take your lust tactics to the window
and show them what you want to be
all that's through the glass is deceiving,
filing lines up your nose.
so let me step away, just being so close
makes me narrow sighted and in a sense
I sense a certain degree of immediacy that
i shouldn't deal with when making
these kinds of choices.
I'm off and out to find the next thing that moves
strike a conversation about anything but you and i
what we were was a lie, or so it seems right now.
Now do you believe in me,
ms sweet denise?
Caught by the moon with audience of stars
with her mother and father's car
she won't get as far as she'd hoped she'd be.
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