I give my life to strangers And I keep it from the ones I love. Aging; Feed the desire, just to starve the will. Stoic tolerance of a second-rate reality Can you see me? Let’s all be Rembrandts on an LED screen Staging a kiss, Fluid gender dismissed. The diluted glow of twilight Paralyzing pain in being with family. In the dark, you're not anywhere you can hide and hide. As real as tall candles you light when you're afraid; Enthralling cruelty society throws at you, Like a carnival squirt gun, just as cold and embarrassing. You retreat from the light, Can you hear me? Take up space. credits from Pollinator, releTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.