Magazine - Slut

My curious overflow

Could never say hello

To things we didn’t show

But I’ll find out in the end

A little piece of all

My words could never call

This time I have to fall

To find out in the end

Somehow it’s in my mind

Somehow I’m still that kind

Somehow we’re small and confused

Two cowards anyway

We never had a play

For what we ought to say

But I’ll find out in the end

My personal pursuit

Like liquids warm and mute

My comment’s still that cute

But I’ll find out anyway

Somehow it’s in my mind

Somehow I’m still that kind

Somehow we’re small and confused

Somehow my heart is back

Somehow my head could crack

Somehow we’re small and confused