Only a free person can let it go
Only a normal person can love jisself
Only a petal can turn it on
It's hard to be perfect
Because the perfection doesn't exist
Its true that you want all
But you can't

It's lovely when a person doesn't respect that for himself
Myself
Loving
Yourself
Don't

His self builded for years a safe space to live in
All the times in the 3 metres tree to see the land
What the hell is loving?
What the hell is falling in love?
What the hell is stalking?
Raping the words
This is scary
So fuck it open

It's lovely when a person doesn't respect that for himself
Myself
Loving
Yourself
Don't

Can you find the exit?
Can you just be into the physical self
I'm to ride it to you
Don't know what supposed to do
But I know why