back of my head

Almost everybody does Want to be a video Only trouble is you are Sort of a shy smack on my lip Nineteen voices to wake me Give me a cry that isn't Terrifically tired too Come to me in a dream Shook myself out of the sea All of my flaws avoid my eyes But it gets cold out here because Frosted to the back of my head Flashing blue hours by numbers Dancing with name calling Fateful hopes and hideous men Inkling daydream paranoid Shook myself out of the sea All of my flaws avoid my eyes But it gets cold out here because Frosted to the back of my head Back of my head Back of my head Back of my head Back of my head