Oh cherry boy
With your partial eclipse eyelids
Are those the reason why
You only see the world in black or white?
Oh cherry boy
With your tricks and your lo-fi flips
You try to stop
But you cannot quit
Oh cherry boy
You'll collapse in a heap one day
You don't grieve enough
But I can, though, for the two of us
Oh cherry boy
Would you rather be my girlfriend?
Your beat is stuck
But you won't fall
So pretentiously foggy
Oh, you'll end up so lonely
Like me
Carefully descend into the climax that you're now defending
I can not scream
But you can hear the babbling
Shamefully regretting that my blood type is so f*cking giving
I can not scream