dont_feel_nothin Jus You take me to a party you say it’s for the scenery I pick apart the ceiling and fondle with the shrubbery It’s not like I can feel it but it’s better to be lemon-y when you kiss me in the stairwell and squeeze the juice right out of me You look a bit like Sunday and taste just like a two or three You say let’s drink to our sunbeam as it tears apart our families It plays just like a movie when heroes turn all big and green you whisper first and then scream but it’s like me not to feel a thing. 260629 what's it to you? who go blather from