As soon as
I hit the floor I’m not me anymore
I’m nothing like before
Oh, my kingdom not to be an eyesore
You’re looking vexed like maybe I’ve been hexed
I know what’s coming next
Sure enough, that’s when your path intersects
This is not the interaction I signed up for
I just want the world to put me in its back pocket
Stop looking me up and down
And look me side to side
What a relief, at least that one was brief
While I dispel my grief
Slyly shield myself with my handkerchief
But you don’t go, you’ve brought a crowd in tow
And now you’d like to know
If I’ll pose with you for a group photo
Every single second my rage increases
Right now I could stand to tie myself to a rocket
You know it wouldn’t take much, it wouldn’t take much at all
To turn my day into a daydream
But chances are that the sun would be more likely to fall
Than for your horizontal gazing
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