Texty: Jack Off Jill. Cockroach Waltz. Everything's Brown.

Hello I'm here to invite you
To things you cannot feel
and if you push me too far
You might believe I'm real

The blood stain on your sweater
It says to cheat and steal
Or do you think it better
To obsess and not reveal

I know your secret
It scrapes you way down
Everything was clean
Now everything's brown

Don't try to hide it
Although you cannot feel
What you are is something
that I won't reveal

Hello I'm here to invite you
To things you cannot feel
and if you fall apart
You might just think I'm real


You can't erase what you are
So don't even try
and how can I be truthful
When everything I am is a lie

I know your secret
It scrapes you way down
Everything came clean
Now everything's brown

Don't try to hide it
It's what you think and feel
When it falls apart
I hope I won't reveal

Hello I'm here to invite you
To things you cannot feel
and if you fall apart
You might just think I'm real
real, real, real
You think I'm not real