Melting crayons
Pencil box
Daydream neon paint drops
Unsure of where to turn
Before a diet
Of dear old worms
Spineless, do you think
Well if you back away
Of course I'd shrink
I wouldn't call it being weak
Fake this
Nobody could break this
Take this
Who else could make this
Create this
What else could save this
Shake this
How else to escape this
But look, I can move and breathe
I can still carry all these things
I wouldn't call it being weak
Fake this
Nobody could break this
Take this
Who else could make this
Create this
What else could save this