Lyrics
How does the world percieve me?
Percieving myself
All I care to do is sip on beer and chocolate milk
I'm frightened more than usual lately
I do not translate into
One of the boys
Lotus flower or chinita
I'm just ES
I would rather nap than wonder restlessly
Will you ever be impressed by me?
Mom doesn't think I fit into the darling archetype
But that's an ancient pair of jeans
My thighs are
Crafted holy
Rolling thunder
Forget the numbers
Forget the numbers please
Every god damn family reunion
Someone's got something to say
"How did ya become this way?"
As if I've made a mistake
Meanwhile they slaughter the cake
