Built Without Hands

"Fuck you pretty boy
Nothing you say matters
Every time you laugh I cringe
I've heard your self-contained, conceited alibis
Your fatal little corrections never hold up
I know where you live and I know who you love
See no shame, see no wrong, feel no Earth beneath me
So eager to display these well groomed sensitivities
Endlessly entangled in shallow escapes
This perfect pitch to sell it swiftly
Tragically pathetic safety"

Which part of this is me
Which part is who I want to be
Which part is where I belong in it all
How can I make it closer
How can I reach inside
To separate the pieces...

I only want some of your sweetness
Hoping for something like that
If only I had the courage I seek

Shadow of star's light
Swallow me