How does the world perceive me
Perceiving myself
All I care to do is sip on
Beer and chocolate milk
I'm frightened more than
Usual lately
I do not translate into
One of the boys
Lotus flower
Or chinita
I'm just E S and I'd prolly rather
Nap than wonder restlessly
Will ya ever be impressed by me
Mom doesn't think I fit into the
Darling archetype but
That's an ancient pair of jeans
And my thighs are
Crafted
Holy
Rolling thunder
Forget the numbers
Forget the numbers please
Every godd**n family reunion
Someone's got somethin' to say
How didja become this way
As if I've made a mistake
Meanwhile they've slaughtered the cake
