I don't like my skin today
It doesn't fit me right
It's loose in the wrong places
Where I need room, it's too tight
The color doesn't match my mood
I don't appear slate gray
I think I might go back to bed
I hate my skin today

Every person we know
every animal we see
every seedling that grows
will one day decease

Every building we pass
every home we drive by
everything built to last
will eventually die

Feelings fade
and metal rusts
The things we create
turn to dust

So hold me close
my only friend
And stay sweet with me
till our bitter end

I'll have a little love with my bottle of wine
I don't mind them older, so aged is just fine
Could you make them pair well with stale pizza crust?
And have the faint odor of ******* lust?
As long as they're low shelf, I'll be just fine
So I'll have a little love with my bottle of wine

Don't forget to do your wakeup
It's just like doing your makeup
It covers the scars
And makes you feel like a star
Just hope when you fall you land face up

Aphrodite broke my mirror
then she stole my lipstick
So if you happen to see her
tell her to just keep it
I got a secret room in the ceiling
where she sleeps sometimes
when the shelter is reeling
I don't mind it once in awhile
But I don't want a goddess around all the time
Yeah, Aphrodite broke my mirror
Tell her I'm sorry if you see her