Paroles de Our Puzzling Encounters Considered

Construct this jigsaw Laced with your true intentions I can't figure out Who the hell or What the fuck we are What is this? Love poems with Cupid as a martyr? Collapse under the crushing wonder Wonder Core curiosity Drives my stomach eating itself alive Discovering sweet in the heart of a chameleon My starving stomach eats itself alive this puzzle Relying on projection You can't figure out who the fuck or where the hell we are or how to even care