I cannot name this. I cannot explain this and I really don't want to. Just call me shameless. I cannot slow this down let alone stop this. And I keep looking 'round but I cannot top this. If I had any sense I guess I'd fear this. I guess I'd keep it down so no one would hear this. I guess I'd shut my mouth and rethink a minute. But I can't shut it now 'cause there's something in it.
We're in a room without a door. And I am sure without a doubt. They're gonna wanna know how we got in here. They're gonna wanna know how we plan to get out. We better have a good explanation for all the fun we had. 'Cause they are coming for us, baby. They are going to be mad. Yep, they're going to be mad at us.
This is my skeleton. This is the skin it's in. That is, according to light and gravity. I'll take off my disguise, the mask you met me in, 'cause I got something fun for you to see. Just give me your skeleton. Give me the skin it's in. Yeah, baby, this is you according to me. And I never avert my eyes. I never compromise so never, nevermind, the poetry.
We're in a room without a door. And I am sure without a doubt. They're gonna wanna know how we got in here and they're gonna wanna know how we plan to get out. We better have a good explanation for all the fun we had. 'Cause they are coming for us, baby. They are going to be mad. Yep, they're going to be mad at us.
I gotta cover my butt 'cause I covet another man's wife and I got to divide my emotions into wrong and right. And then I got to see how close I can get to it without giving in and then I got to rub up against it 'til I break the skin. Yeah, I got to rub up against it 'til I break the skin.
And they're gonna be mad at us. They're gonna be mad at me and you. They're gonna be mad at us and all the things we wanna do. They're gonna be mad at us. They're gonna be mad at me and you. They're gonna be mad at us and all the things we wanna do.
Just please don't name this. Please don't explain this. Just blame it all on me. Just say I was shameless. Say I couldn't slow it down let alone stop it. So you just hung around 'cause you couldn't top it.
My inner angry lesbian. Oh, Ani.
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