i get it

so you say you're ignored, as it is. well, give us your sad, sad trip. you're right, i get it. it all makes sense. you're the perfect person: so bright, so wrong. let's all live in your imaginary life. assumed it's whether. we're right or wrong. we're doomed, and there's plenty for all. how dare you catch me counting?, how dare you call at all?, how dare you call this suffering?, how dare you call at all?, you're right, i get it. it all makes sense. you're the perfect person: so bright, so wrong. let's all live in your imaginary life. press on these tannins. they'll double in time. the touch of life, once failed to mention so far. of course the law is fountains, of face to face remorse. a fast and restless blackmail, like pent up fetish force. you're right, i get it. it all makes sense. you're the perfect person: so bright, so wrong. let's all live in your imaginary life. do you want it enough?, do you want it at all?, should you need it at all?, takes a minute to see. do you want it enough?, do you want it at all?, should you need it at all?, do you want it at all?, you're right, i get it. it all makes sense. you're the perfect person: so bright, so wrong. let's all live in your imaginary life. life, life, life.