You want me to be
Like you want me to be
Easy to digest
Cut into small pieces
My body is too big
Sharpen your knife

I'm fucked up, man

You want my pure side
But I don't
To narrow my passions
But I can't
You should accept me
The way I am

And I'm fuck up, man
I'm fucked up, man

You want my wedding dress
Out of my closet
I feel I'm too young
You think I'm not
I need you to saturate
My cracked yearning soil
Do you have enough water
'Cause I don't

I'm still thirsty, man
I'm fucked up, man
I'm fucked up, man
I'm fucked up, man

27 years
It's too much for me
27 years
It's too much for me
27 years
It's too much for me
27 years
It's too much for me

I'm fucked up, man
I'm fucked up, man
I'm fucked up
I'm fucked up