a hammer of purple shit bashes down on your fantasy fantasy piled upon fantasy that maybe now you are free that maybe now you are free
little boy, can i ever love you enough little boy, can i face you truly enough can i ever pat your head gently enough cani ever smile at you honestly enough can i keep dread far from your heart enough no, i cannot
when i am near you everything everything everything is worth its cost your dad told me he has no feelings now i understand