Pleasantries Songtext
von Sap

I wake at dusk and gaze at the hazy critter in the mirror
Who′s in front of me?
Let me rub my eyes
I've got a nose and ears but it seems I′ve sold it all to fear
I'm so glad to hear
That I've been raised by flies
I say lots of words sometimes and one or two are just for you
But only half are true
Even I get fooled at times
Make me pretty, make me kind
Make me all the ways they′d like to see
I′m only three


Where is he?
mmm...
The adhesive tears, now won't you ever leave this pocket?
A reclusive stare, then it all dissolves just how I like
Pluck my hair and clone a better brand
Jam my brain and take another scan
Paint my nails and pluck them off my hand
Shut the blinds and guide me if you can
Take a razor, shave me ′till I'm smooth
Clamp my eyes wide open, I get blu
Give me more of the same I want my juice
My, my, my how lovely is this queue