It's really just a shower scene,
Look how normal we can be--
I'm looking at you
And you ask me what's the deal with Miguel,
Tush! Tush! Tush!
I shrug and remember your eyes warming me,
"This bokchoy is beautiful, tho."

Do you wanna dance?
Yep, me too.
Our limbs feel lovely
We pretend we're a choir
Do you like hugs?
Yep, well, me too.

"This new frank ocean sounds like me when I do my nasal rap, and this weird part sounds like you,"
"Yeah, I'm the harmonics!"

And in the ocean, I wash your hair
On my tip toes, I reach for your eyes
Come on and warm me. Come on.

You don't symbolize with me,
Or want to see my leg work,
You want to see my legs.

I earthquake
Intake
And i break
what little patience
This incredibly dumb flesh has
That I pretend I control
Over you tubes lubes pubes

My body holds inside
Of it a voice
You can't hear, hi, hello 

Struggling.