Looking for God in pupils and knots while you try to turn me on. But I feel like Ram Dass, transcending thoughts, while you put your pants back on. I understand why you would always say I walk around as if I truly think that I’m the second coming of Christ. Cause ever since I left your bed, you’ve turned me into a shallow kid, obsessing over you and your head. Now everything around me dissolves into your skin. You say that superficial is the best I’ve ever been. That’s cause you know that you’re so TEN/TEN. I tried to listen to your opinions and not let them drive me mad. And damn I was on that, until I could see that you’re just like your alt-right dad. Now I disagree with everything you say. I may be full of contradictions, but at least I keep the worst to myself. But ever since I left your bed, you’ve turned me into a shallow kid, giving in to you and your head. Now everything around me dissolves into your skin, and you say that superficial is the best I’ve ever been. That’s cause you know that you’re so TEN/TEN. And everything around me dissolves into your skin, and you say that superficial is all I’ve ever been. You know what, baby? Maybe you’re right. I know I’m not hot enough for somebody with such a low IQ, At least I know I can get it up for you. Now everything around me dissolves into your skin, and you say that superficial is the best I’ve ever been. That’s cause you know that you’re so TEN/TEN. Everything around me dissolves into your skin. Say that superficial is all I’ve ever been. that’s cause you know that you’re so TEN/TEN.

Well I’ll be your disciple if you be my holy grail; show me what my eyes have missed. Your body is a bible I can only read in braille, but I don’t know how to kiss. If I don’t know how to kiss, then how the fuck am I supposed to dig my way out of all these clothes? Motherfucker I wanna know! Let’s go. Oh! I wanna know how to get Oh! To SEXUAL ENLIGHTENMENT Oh! I wanna know how to get Oh! To SEXUAL ENLIGHTENMENT I think I read about you in the Bhagavad Gita baby. I think you could be my divinity. But if Maharaji’s on my side, then maybe, just maybe, I could lose my virginity. Lose my virginity, ‘till I said “what!” It’s getting hard to see your soul under all those clothes. Motherfucker it’s time to go! Say what? Oh! I wanna know how to get Oh! To SEXUAL ENLIGHTENMENT Oh! I wanna know how to get Oh! Now if you wanna groove, but you’re getting hot, just stop! I never went to church, but when I drown going down, you baptized me. And in return, I’ll travel up your spine, on the count of one, two, three. My puja table’s full, but for you, I’ll swipe every picture off, to throw those legs up and work that body ‘till this incarnation stops. I said I never went to church, but when I drown going down, you baptized me. And in return, I’ll travel up your spine, on the count of one, two, three. Yeah my puja table’s full, but for you, I’ll swipe every picture off, to throw those legs up and work that body ‘till this incarnation stops. What? “Do you believe in God?” she asks me, “Baby, I don’t know.” “Do you believe in God?” I said, “I really gotta go.” “Do you believe in God?” she asks me, “Do you believe in God?” “Do you believe in God?” You wanna know what I said? Word for word, word for word: … Do you believe in God? Do you believe in God? Do you believe in God? Do you believe in God? Do you believe in God? One more time, one more time! Oh! I wanna know how to get Oh! To SEXUAL ENLIGHTENMENT Oh! I wanna know how to get Ha ha ha ha! Now if you wanna groove, but you’re getting hot, just stop. Drop. Roll. Roll. If you’re getting hot, just stop. Drop. Roll. Roll.

Full moon, it’s voyeurism lighting up my bedroom, sex womb. The red wine, the street light casting shadows of your outline. Why would I leave? When you’re the only one that knows my fetish, You’re the only one that makes me pop. So what am I supposed to do in Texas, besides daydream of your pants coming off. Cause my dirty words sound perfect in my head but I only get this horny as I'm leaving. I won’t let our world turn red, I won’t think about the end, I’ll just meet you in my bed. Baby, when I get home I’m buying candles, condoms. Because it’s warmer in the backseat of your car than california. When I was in my head, do you remember what you said as I undressed you? “Bobby, never be afraid of your body’s desires.” But my third eye and my thoughts cross wires and my body is a terrible liar. Liar. Cause my dirty words sound perfect in my head, but I only get this horny as I’m leaving. I won’t let our world turn red, I won’t think about the end, I’ll just meet you in my bed. But by december, you’ll probably be naked with a stranger. But he won’t eat you out the way I will right now. By December, I’ll probably be getting off to pictures on my phone you sent half a year ago. But right now I’m here, your thighs over my ears. And when I’m far away, don’t touch yourself, just wait. Cause my dirty words sound perfect in my head, And I only get this horny as you’re leaving. I won’t let our world turn red, I won’t think about the end, I’ll just meet you in my bed. Where would I be if you didn’t love me? Probably somewhere out of the country, calling you drunk at two in the morning, saying you did. saying you did. Where would I be if you didn’t fuck me? Maybe manhattan, swimming in money, downloading sounds of stadiums roaring, crying like a kid. A kid.

Baby, you should keep my Prince T-shirt, so at least I have a horcrux living in your bottom drawer. Baby, you should keep my dirty words, but I’d love to give you more. So I’ll drive with all the windows down so you see me sing along to our song by myself. And I’ll probably fly right by you, but I do it cause I have to. I roll the windows down, so you see me sing along to our song by myself. It’s the perfect song to cry to, but I swear that I don’t miss you. Cause you swear you don’t want me, but I’m stopping you right there, cause you won’t stop sending pictures in your underwear. Baby, baby, baby, it would only take four hours to get to Madison from Minneapolis, but it’s gonna take four years to feel like I’m over you. Baby, baby, baby, if you wanna come and fuck my spirituality out of me, then baby be my guest. But I promised myself I wouldn’t let myself try to convince you to. No. Cause I thought I loved you, but a perverted part of me hopes you’re not as happy as you were with me. And I thought I would never get so hellbent on keeping you away from someone else. I thought I was more intelligent. But you swear you don’t want me, so I’m stopping you right there, cause you won’t stop sending pictures in your underwear. I gotta tell you something baby ... But I don’t care, I swear. I just hope you think of me every time you hear M.I.A. and LCD. And I don’t care, I swear. I just wish you’d give me back, give me back my virginity. But you swear you don’t want me, so I’m punching holes right there, cause you won’t stop sending pictures in your under- your under- your underwear. I don’t care no! I never will. Underwear babe, take it off. Come on baby, oh!

shot. You could’ve been an angel, made of terracotta. You could’ve been a mannequin until you blinked. You could’ve been a fable, a trip on ayahuasca, until you had me throwing up into the sink. But stay haunted. If you never let me go, I’ll never be alone. And all I wanted was to take you in and spit out the bone. Cause though my lips have been all over you, I could never, I could never swallow you. Though I could touch you everywhere, I could never, I could never hold your stare. And though my lips have been all over you, I could never, I could never swallow you. And though my hands have been all over you, when I call you, I never get a hold of you. No. From when I said “I love you”, to when I couldn’t kiss you, every memory feels like a lucid dream. Now I’m living in a vacuum with a public bathroom. Oh how I miss our singularities. Cause when you left my arms, I got whiplash, I got pulled back into my separate body, it’s the second big bang. But it’s getting hard to hear you, over all the knocking. I guess I only knew you on the astral plane. Cause first, I fell in love at seventeen and got my wind knocked out. Now I fall asleep to dreams at night where all my teeth fall out. Laying like a crucifix, I thought that you would be my exorcist, but God isn’t convinced that I exist. Cause though my lips have been all over you, I could never, I could never swallow you. Though I could touch you everywhere, I could never, I could never hold your stare. Cause though my lips have been all over you, I could never, I could never swallow you. And though my hands have been all over you, when I call you, I never get a hold of you. What the fuck. I could never swallow you. I could never swallow you baby. This is a six minute warning. Press your hands into my face so I can concentrate, or all you’ll ever be is beauty being squeezed through a telephone. Six in the morning; you can masturbate while I meditate. Then baby, crawl with me into the great unknown, where we can be alone. Into the great unknown, where we can be alone. Fuck! Though my- shot! Cause though my lips have been all over you, I could never, I could never swallow you, swallow you. Though my hands have been all over you, when I call you, I never get a hold of you, hold of you, hold of you, hold of you, a hold! Baby, crawl with me into the great unknown, where we can be alone.