sound of

Yeah, perfect forever, always clever
Should I be and I should feel
Super cool but then I am a fool
But then it's not me

Nights, some nights I awake to
Go out though I hate it
Look at this chemical world
Smelling like grayness, like paper love sadness
With you and me and someone else
Don't know who, wants to be
For several years
With obsession and with ostentation
Left alone a while I've seen that guy