back of my head

Almost everybody does

Want to be a video

Only trouble is you are

Sort of a shy smack on my lip

Nineteen voices to wake me

Give me a cry that isn't

Terrifically tired too

Come to me in a dream

Shook myself out of the sea

All of my flaws avoid my eyes

But it gets cold out here because

Frosted to the back of my head

Flashing blue hours by numbers

Dancing with name calling

Fateful hopes and hideous men

Inkling daydream paranoid

Shook myself out of the sea

All of my flaws avoid my eyes

But it gets cold out here because

Frosted to the back of my head

Back of my head

Back of my head

Back of my head

Back of my head