Climb on My Back

You could arrive in any city on the globe and feel alone
Linguistic differences will only further set you back
Ours was a marriage that was formally arranged
Can you imagine all of our friends’ dismay when it comes out that we were straight
I cut my hands while gathering drops as they fade,
‘Til my hands became a wishing well and people started throwing change, you know I want change
Come on, come on, climb on my back
Come on, come on, Climb on my back
Can’t you see the weight I’m carrying is not enough to make me crack
Come on, come on, Climb on my back
I trounced you flower garden drunk and full of zeal
And now I feel like I am the overman that Dostoyevsky wrote about
I moralized my morals until they broke down
Like mediation sessions between exes
I was barely holding on
I’m barely holding on
Come on, come on, climb on my back
Come on, come on, Climb on my back
Can’t you see the weight I’m carrying is not enough to make me crack
Come on, come on, Climb on my back (x2)