Tonight I Feel Like Kafka
Jealous Of The Bird
It's two in the morning
And I want to drink wine
Listen to Kurt singing in the pines
Couldn't be anymore hipster if I tried
Father, Son and Holy Ghost Don't want to talk
Baby, don't touch me I'm made of chalk
Fine pink lace and faceless effigies
And it scares me to think that nobody
Looks at me that way
Looks at me that way
Now I feel like Kafka with a bad migraine
Wake up tomorrow and my room's the same
Want to pierce my nipples and go dancing in the rain
No more cyanide kisses, I’m methylene blue
I love everyone but especially you
Want to go ahead and pack a picnic just for two
But it scares me to think that you, baby
Don't look at me that way
Don't look at me that way
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