hide your insecurity   the lenses point at you   you spent so much time with it   you should know how to do   sadness is banished from cockaigne   dont waste the time with your complaints      ...and so she lifts her little head   stuffed with their greed   a lot to bear for these small feet   she moves her flesh so gracefully   millions of teeth are surrounding me..   you get along effortlessly   the table has been layed   dont think im not believing you   this is just jealousy and hate   smile...the lenses point at you   you chose to like your life