a hammer of purple shit
bashes down on your fantasy
fantasy piled upon fantasy
that maybe now you are free
that maybe now you are free
little boy, can i ever love you enough
little boy, can i face you truly enough
can i ever pat your head gently enough
cani ever smile at you honestly enough
can i keep dread far from your heart enough
no, i cannot
when i am near you
everything everything everything
is worth its cost
your dad told me he has no feelings
now i understand