Your face is loosely sculpted fragmented, pigment and drivenYou're dying to spill your guts to me, but I'm not that kind of guy.nOh no here it comes again, the dam has burst leaving me beneathnI hope we all learn to swim, because the dam has burst again.nThere I am crushed beneath the lee-waynA cork stops the whining but my ears won't stop vibrating,nSomeone please swing her by her ponytailnTo stop her episodal crying.