I am the son

and the heir

of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

I am the son and heir

of nothing in particular




*You shut your mouth*

*how can you say*

*I go about things the wrong way*

*I am human and I need to be loved*

*just like everybody else does*




There's a club if you'd like to go

you could meet somebody who really loves you

so you go, and you stand on your own

and you leave on your own

and you go home, and you cry

and you want to die




When you say it's gonna happen "now"

well, when exactly do you mean?

see I've already waited too long

and all my hope is gone


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