Lost touch with life
Don’t dare to dream
I’m buying balloons
I let them go
Everything outside’s
Like a movie I saw
I do look unhappy
I cannot be trusted
I cannot be trusted

Fight the impulse
To kiss myself
And as we shake hands
The whole world melts
It’s rushing through
Touched by your ignorance
Anything is possible
At a miniskirt party
At a miniskirt party

Who cares
I know that I don’t

Nothing is lost
Sense weirdness starting
It’s just a dream
The past isn’t real

A vanity mirror
An attractive monkey
Out on the streets
It doesn’t go up no higher
It doesn’t go up no higher

Who cares
I know that I don’t