Lyrics

I wrote unfriendly things, truly cruel On the day that you were born To prove that words cannot touch beauty But I was torn I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I made degenerate art for the religious right On the day that you were born I had a passion to experiment But I was torn I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I put it off, I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I played Love Tara by Eric's Trip On the day that you were born I had to find the cuteness In the unadorned I put it off, I put it off, I put it off again I put it on, I put it on, I put it on again I put it on, I put it on, I put it on again I put it on, I put it on, I put it on again