Kris Crummett - A Convenient Literary Device For Ending Short Stories And Books lyrics

I've lost my desire for faulty love Along comes the taste of an obsession I'm unfamiliar with I can't let this lust for indecency occupy my mind But I'm preoccupied with jealousy Thoughts of sodomy and practicalities Change everything about yourself you've grown to love Feign all the qualities that make you who you are Nobody wants to see you flaunting your flaws and imperfections It's tacky, it's blasphemous How am I supposed to make new friends? I can't even keep the ones I'm with My inept disposition keeps me immune, alone Make your problems edible Chew them up and swallow I hope that I can stomach this fleeting loneliness I'm unsure what makes a man But I'm lacking something evident I luxuriate in deviance to compensate incompetence Life has been constructed of let downs and wretched love I'm skeptical of everyone I've held them in contempt except for one But one is not enough One is not enough One is not enough One is not enough And though I have tried to extract your thoughts from mine You've somehow manage to alter my mind Miss anonymous, I'm impressed by the way you carry yourself So delicate, you're elegant and intricate and discerning Miss anonymous, I hate to admit but I'm turned on by your intellect Your subtleties, you're complex yet a perfect fit You're eccentric and mentally deranged like me Miss synonymous, momentarily we are placed symmetrically Every breath you take, you take in sync with me Its make shift chemistry Miss synonymous, we are awkwardly polar opposites You are pertinent, I'm completely irrelevant And though your touch is stimulating, it's nothing new to me