Bits (pt. 2 - The Fear)

[Verse 1] Sometimes, melancholy appeasement Is better than the feeling in my head I'm trying to lean towards betterment I'm trying not to feel forced sentiments It's kinda like the cinammon challenge Everyone's like, "I can do it!", then you're spitting and off-balance And balance is key for your battles, you ask me The last three to battle me just balanced on asphalt And that ass fell I as well, dry spell, desert Cos I don't do invaluable endeavours So I'd rather be present and president Of my tail feathers by my goddamn self, hm Clever, yes I am My letterman jacket is the whole damn alphabet The Greek-Roman alphabet Heiroglyphs, Malkovich, climb inside my mind And have some Alpha-Bits We could do calculus Yes I have a calibre I don't take phallus or [?] status over conversation stamina Not hummina-hummina conversation stamina I mean common denominator chatter Interests, teach me something That keeps me wanting to keep learning to keep coming Back for more, score, flaws, don't see 'em If we got the foundation I don't want the concealer or the make-up or the base Oh lord, trace me like you're applying for art school I'll sit on a stool, ask questions It's pleasant when somebody has attention centered We all want a bit of orbiting Nobody wants to be the morbid maudlin I like to be around your frame often I should tell you more Consider this the place card I put in my hand with my heart I'll probably leave it adjacent to your hand So I don't damage it far, because it's hard But my main intentions are... [Verse 2] Slices of me cross-sectioned like tree trunks Open for your reading if you need or want Feeling all jittery And my placement of arms is less than suave I guess it's odd, I'm normally very nonchalant So mazel-tov on that For throwing me off my guard, hard So I'm automatically audibly sort of "Oh, drat" Caught up in old patterns Some days I wake up like, today it's gonna happen I'll embrace him in the way, there's no evasive action And then I'll tell him all the ways he makes my state enraptured Face him to face with absolute and base attraction But it's more, so I fail Capital "F" circled with a red pen And a tail-note saying "64," "Just tell him he's the one and you could pass the shit course" But I freeze up and never do more He's that memory card That I keep turnin' over, hopin' that it'll match I got a keep it pretty sober man, whenever we pass I wanna need him in the fall The future, the past Fuckin' 5.30pm, 3.20am, noon Whenever everything is, whenever it's not, too Whenever we're just energy I'm getting existential But he makes me wanna get pencils and fill out Scantrons Write things, take walks, visit a damn farm Be calm, be a mom... A bit of a jump there, yes Apologies for that though, truth Ain't no better quality to boost If I lose him to somebody it's because I never really had him And my love is fantastic So it's fear Nothing in the universe comes close, my dear Pedantic, romantic, hopeless Maybe he'll just hear this now and know this... Maybe he'll just hear this now and know...