Welcome to my inner world, babyI dont feel either pain or hateI just dont know whether you can carry the weight of my fervourOn the whole Im happy and satisfiedPerhaps I just feel a little bitter aftertaste of my sillinessWhich I have learnt to swallow like alcohol gained from oilForgive me I did not perceive you at the moment when kisses from star were coming and mytranscendental memory was ousting everything passingI cannot explain why these abnormal states take such a long timeYou should have kept your mouth shut and watch soap operasAnyway, it suits you best when you are under, turning your cheek with mouth open